[Hook:] Playa (hater) Turn yo head round (Turn yo head round) Lay on the ground, You've been robbed Wake up (Wake up) Open the door (Open the door) Lay on the floor, You've been robbed
[Verse 1:] Uh! Nigga I smell murda Glock 9, but them niggas turn up 10 killas in the Chevy Nigga 16 with the burner Teller put the money in the bags, go and show me where the stash, actin funny with the cash hah? Ok, niggas wanna play dumb-dumb Dirty glocks, never knowin' where they come from Bang, motherfucker get low Hundred round chopper, that potato on the nose Killas stay lurkin and they do it on purpose I just tell em keep shootin like they tryna overdose Keep playin with a real nigga You gon end up in the box like Hilfiger Yea, man you lookin at a gorilla I don't like no niggas holdin niggas' glock like a 4 wheeler Cus that bitch go to kickin, blue caine All black when I'm ridin, Bruce Wayne Niggas bump to the money, Hussein Never change them true, 2 Chainz Hundred grand to yo boys like loose change Better hush for that choppa wanna do things Bang! Chit-chit bang-bang! Nigga!
[Hook:] Playa (hater) Turn yo head round (Turn yo head round) Lay on the ground, You've been robbed
[Verse 2:] Phone call from my Haitian homie say Papi got the good yay No cellphone, no landlines, he do business off the 2 way Call the homies, they gon run up on him, got sticks a waving too late You know what I came for so don't play Leave 100 O's round where you stay Lawd, somebody call the popo Snitch niggas die slow Will they ever catch me? Pussy nigga nono Runnin out yo mouth, I'm just hopin you about it Every nigga with me, boy that ready get started No patdowns when I walk up in the party, Smoking that stank, who he think he, Bob Marley? No games When I pull up in that foreign kill niggas Hood nation, motherfucker, Real niggas Won't stop, getting money, deal with it Yea I'm fuckin yo bitch, I'm still in it No tips on a whip so you see me in it I can run through a clip, less than 2 minutes Bang bang, reload til it start clickin
[Hook:] Playa (hater) Turn yo head round (Turn yo head round) Lay on the ground, You've been robbed
[Verse 3:] Uh, half a drank like who gave you? Move caine, I've been Abel Bakin soda, no label TV on but no cable Streets talkin, I heard em Hands out but curd him He don't wanna work, he just wanted work That he can handout and just burn him Heard it all before though Then went and copped the 4 do Told pop I needed 4 mo He texted back like fo sho 10 choppas goin fofo Come fofo, crack blow do Had em all magnets Why we don't spoke I mean no speak, I thought I won't eat, nah I'm tied niggas, tired niggas Quick to talk how they tie niggas I'm on the block like who's tied nigga Gun is cocked like who's fine quicker Corner pack like those my niggas G spots, we rackin em Church guarded, I'm backin em That's a lot of money, we stackin em
[Hook:] Playa (hater) Turn yo head round (Turn yo head round) Lay on the ground, You've been robbed Wake up (Wake up) Open the door (Open the door) Lay on the floor, You've been robbedTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
