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 fuck on these lil' bitty bitches and I kick 'em out, they know it's they last day Ain't talkin' no motherfuckin' cheddar but I ran it up and I got fast paid These bitches, they love me, they just wanna suck on my dick, and they give me foreplay I'm on a Percocet pill, I don't wanna fuck, I just want all face Niggas be talkin' that internet beefin' but we gettin' the drop where y'all stay Niggas be talkin' that internet beefin', we spray up your house, you need AllState Diamonds they wearin', it's all fake Your main bitch 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] Bitch, I'm Set to the casket And I'm with Keed, S-L-I-M-E So niggas, 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, nigga, .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 niggas 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' nigga, I won't let 'em get by Say you runnin' the game, lil' nigga, 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, bitch wanna take her a dick ride Told her spend her time on the dick like she 6'5" I don't let shit 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 bitch out Like a Thanksgiving dinner But your ho gon' gobble gobble every time I have my dick out And she ain't fuckin' 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