[Hook]
Niggas think I’m soft, now I gotta teach you
Nigga, Playa ain’t playin’ with you
Got the Glock nine, extended mag, and the beam
Now feel the bang of my pistol
Niggas think I’m soft, now I gotta teach you
Nigga, Playa ain’t playin’ with you
Got the Glock nine, extended mag, and the beam
Now feel the bang of my pistol, bitch!
[Verse 1]
Playa, that’s the one you niggas fucking with
Don’t try to test me, I suggest you keep truckin’ bitch
Don’t leave the house without tucking my gun
Hunt a nigga down, get to bustin’, now I’m on the run
Gotta make this money, you niggas moving kinda funny
I can’t trust you, now get the fuck on
It be your own people tryna hold you back
From getting these racks, the fuck is that? Fuck around and get clapped
I don’t play about getting this cash, boy, I’m tryna live fast
You in the past and I’m not waitin’
I tried to bring you with me when I was heading to top
Now you on the ground, scrounging, sayin’, “Justin, I’m down!”
It’s too late, I don’t need you by side
I’m getting money and fame, now you all wanna come for the ride?
Enough of you fake ass niggas
Get the fuck out my face ’fore I clutch up, pull the trigger
And you know I ain’t playin’, bitch
[Hook]
Niggas think I’m soft, now I gotta teach you
Nigga, Playa ain’t playin’ with you
Got the Glock nine, extended mag, and the beam
Now feel the bang of my pistol
Niggas think I’m soft, now I gotta teach you
Nigga, Playa ain’t playin’ with you
Got the Glock nine, extended mag, and the beam
Now feel the bang of my pistol, bitch!
[Verse 2]
Money and cars, I just gotta have it all
Audis, Beamers, got my back against wall
Tryna look fly while flying through traffic
‘Cause nigga I’m bombastic, dressed clean, just living the dream
Round of applause when I pull up on the scene
Exit stage right if you ain’t chillin’ with the team
Just tryna bring the real ones when I make it to the big screen
Ain’t fuckin’ with no clout fiends, niggas acting like drama queens
My focus is getting these riches, and fucking these bitches
While I’m dodging these snitches, and get in your girl mentions
Make it rain on these strippers and haters
Flex on flex, I been getting this paper
Just tryna pave the way, show you niggas how it’s done
There’s more to this rap shit than just games and fun
I’m working hard, broke my back to make this shit happen
Gotta teach you and show you how I lead by example, bitch
[Hook]
Niggas think I’m soft, now I gotta teach you
Nigga, Playa ain’t playin’ with you
Got the Glock nine, extended mag, and the beam
Now feel the bang of my pistol
Niggas think I’m soft, now I gotta teach you
Nigga, Playa ain’t playin’ with you
Got the Glock nine, extended mag, and the beam
Now feel the bang of my pistol, bitch!
[Outro]
Niggas think I’m soft, now I gotta teach you
Nigga, Playa ain’t playin’ with you
Got the Glock nine, extended mag, and the beam
Now feel the bang of my pistol, bitch!
G
Full Force
Niggas think I’m soft, now I gotta teach you
Nigga, Playa ain’t playin’ with you
Got the Glock nine, extended mag, and the beam
Now feel the bang of my pistol
Niggas think I’m soft, now I gotta teach you
Nigga, Playa ain’t playin’ with you
Got the Glock nine, extended mag, and the beam
Now feel the bang of my pistol, bitch!
[Verse 1]
Playa, that’s the one you niggas fucking with
Don’t try to test me, I suggest you keep truckin’ bitch
Don’t leave the house without tucking my gun
Hunt a nigga down, get to bustin’, now I’m on the run
Gotta make this money, you niggas moving kinda funny
I can’t trust you, now get the fuck on
It be your own people tryna hold you back
From getting these racks, the fuck is that? Fuck around and get clapped
I don’t play about getting this cash, boy, I’m tryna live fast
You in the past and I’m not waitin’
I tried to bring you with me when I was heading to top
Now you on the ground, scrounging, sayin’, “Justin, I’m down!”
It’s too late, I don’t need you by side
I’m getting money and fame, now you all wanna come for the ride?
Enough of you fake ass niggas
Get the fuck out my face ’fore I clutch up, pull the trigger
And you know I ain’t playin’, bitch
[Hook]
Niggas think I’m soft, now I gotta teach you
Nigga, Playa ain’t playin’ with you
Got the Glock nine, extended mag, and the beam
Now feel the bang of my pistol
Niggas think I’m soft, now I gotta teach you
Nigga, Playa ain’t playin’ with you
Got the Glock nine, extended mag, and the beam
Now feel the bang of my pistol, bitch!
[Verse 2]
Money and cars, I just gotta have it all
Audis, Beamers, got my back against wall
Tryna look fly while flying through traffic
‘Cause nigga I’m bombastic, dressed clean, just living the dream
Round of applause when I pull up on the scene
Exit stage right if you ain’t chillin’ with the team
Just tryna bring the real ones when I make it to the big screen
Ain’t fuckin’ with no clout fiends, niggas acting like drama queens
My focus is getting these riches, and fucking these bitches
While I’m dodging these snitches, and get in your girl mentions
Make it rain on these strippers and haters
Flex on flex, I been getting this paper
Just tryna pave the way, show you niggas how it’s done
There’s more to this rap shit than just games and fun
I’m working hard, broke my back to make this shit happen
Gotta teach you and show you how I lead by example, bitch
[Hook]
Niggas think I’m soft, now I gotta teach you
Nigga, Playa ain’t playin’ with you
Got the Glock nine, extended mag, and the beam
Now feel the bang of my pistol
Niggas think I’m soft, now I gotta teach you
Nigga, Playa ain’t playin’ with you
Got the Glock nine, extended mag, and the beam
Now feel the bang of my pistol, bitch!
[Outro]
Niggas think I’m soft, now I gotta teach you
Nigga, Playa ain’t playin’ with you
Got the Glock nine, extended mag, and the beam
Now feel the bang of my pistol, bitch!
G
Full Force
( BG Playa )
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