Player

[Intro: Lil Keed]

Yeah

Yeah, stay player, stay player

Keed, talk to 'em

[Chorus: Lil Keed]

Who get in the booth and go hard as I go?

Elliot diamonds, this water for sure

Hundred round chopper, I'm shootin' it for sure

Black thirty round clips, extensions at the show

These pants Off-White but I Gucci'd the coat

That ho extra bad but not chasin' no ho

So many whips, yeah, eeny miny moe

Front and backend, we rockin' the shows (Keed, talk to 'em, let's go)

[Verse 1: Lil Keed]

Stay player and I'ma stand on it (Stay player, stay player)

All type of layers, yeah, designer padded

This a Benz coupe, yeah, 4Matic (4Matic)

Pull to the block, leave a tragedy (Let's go)

Slide on the block with some sticks

They don't cha-cha, they had a bad day

I ************ on these lil' bitty ******* and I kick 'em out, they know it's they last day

Ain't talkin' no mother*******' cheddar but I ran it up and I got fast paid

These *******, they love me, they just wanna suck on my *******, and they give me foreplay

I'm on a Percocet pill, I don't wanna ************, I just want all face

************s be talkin' that internet beefin' but we gettin' the drop where y'all stay

************s be talkin' that internet beefin', we spray up your house, you need AllState

Diamonds they wearin', it's all fake

Your main ************ be choosin', that's always

[Chorus: Lil Keed]

Who get in the booth and go hard as I go?

Elliot diamonds, this water for sure

Hundred round chopper, I'm shootin' it for sure

Black thirty round clips, extensions at the show

These pants Off-White but I Gucci'd the coat

That ho extra bad but not chasin' no ho

So many whips, yeah, eeny miny moe

Front and backend, we rockin' the shows

[Verse 2: Paper Lovee]

************, I'm Set to the casket

And I'm with Keed, S-L-I-M-E

So ************s, you know it's a slatt set

I'm on the Leer jet where you should be (Where you should be)

'Cause I got the Kel-Tec, ************, .223

Had to slow down but you know I'ma speed it up

Keed told me drop me a verse, I'ma eat it up

Baby Ruger in my pocket, only hold six shots

Six ************s runnin' up, I'ma make six drop

We ain't with the funny stuff, we the type to get guap

You ain't talkin' money, bro, chopper make your lip lock

Smokin' out the Ziploc, I don't even get high

Tryna serve in my lane, lil' ************, I won't let 'em get by

Say you runnin' the game, lil' ************, you don't tote a big guy

I ain't heard from a thing, I'm stackin' it up on the Smith side

Big thot, ************ wanna take her a ******* ride

Told her spend her time on the ******* like she 6'5"

I don't let ************ slide, catch you on the flip side

Everybody runnin' in the house when them chips out

You tripped out now 'bout your ho

Should've never let your ************ out

Like a Thanksgiving dinner

But your ho gon' gobble gobble every time I have my ******* out

And she ain't *******' on the slime, then she gettin' kicked out (Set)

[Chorus: Lil Keed]

Who get in the booth and go hard as I go?

Elliot diamonds, this water for sure

Hundred round chopper, I'm shootin' it for sure

Black thirty round clips, extensions at the show

These pants Off-White but I Gucci'd the coat

That ho extra bad but not chasin' no ho

So many whips, yeah, eeny miny moe

Front and backend, we rockin' the shows