Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Stop Playin, artist - Casey Veggies.
Date of issue: 21.11.2019
Song language: English
Stop Playin |
How you spectating on the sideline tryna belittle him? |
Hater niggas know it’s my time, tryna get rid of him |
Waiting on a nigga downfall, I swear it’s Many Men |
I’m the type of youngin' shot call, I ain’t no middle man |
You can blame me if I fall, I’m 'bout to get it in |
Put me in the game, I ball just off adrenaline |
You ain’t like me, you be blocking, I help my niggas win |
That don’t add up, it divide it, I’m counting dividends |
Baby girl want me to wife her, I tell her, «It depends» |
Gotta make sure she a rider or I ain’t feeling it |
Gotta make sure she a rider, gotta be militant |
Keep some real ones in your cipher or you don’t benefit |
Give me 'bout three or four minutes and she gone fall in love |
You can call your mama right now, tell her you met the plug |
I done came back way better, baby, I stepped it up |
Once they hear that my shit dropping, yeah, I erase your buzz |
Somebody tell these niggas stop playing with me |
Girl, if I go down, are you staying with me? |
Counting all this money, spending bands with me |
Got 'em in the crowd, waving hands for me |
Made it off the block, I got 'em asking how I did it |
Young boy came up from the bottom, now I’m winning |
Baby, it’s my time so I gotta go get it |
New foreign with some million dollar niggas riding in it |
I remember sitting on my mama couch |
When the area code changed |
To 323 |
God don’t like ugly, so my shoes, they new again |
Niggas gotta hold shit down out here and represent |
Had a concert sold out like we was Aerosmith |
Have the suite clean by noon, can’t leave no evidence |
All these Veuve bottles she swallows and then take a pic |
I was going through a bad time, don’t take offense |
If you see me with the top down then it’s a Yankee brim |
That don’t mean I’m a Crip, but you know where I live |
High as the Vision Theater, yeah, this your relative |
Niggas had to hit the parade with the Emmitt Smith |
22 for dummies, I never had to bust him |
Now I got coins in my room from different countries |
Baby girl want me to wife her, I told her, «It depends» |
Can’t be mad at the bitch, a nigga paper big |
Plus I fuck with Young Veggies, family more than friends |
500 years of this shit |
Lord, let us win |
Somebody tell these niggas stop playing with me |
Girl, if I go down, are you staying with me? |
Counting all this money, spending bands with me |
Got 'em in the crowd, waving hands for me |
Made it off the block, I got 'em asking how I did it |
Young boy came up from the bottom, now I’m winning |
Baby, it’s my time so I gotta go get it |
New foreign with some million dollar niggas riding in it |
I like that |
Million dollar nigga riding in it |
Yeah |
Uh |
Yeah |
It’s some million dollar niggas riding in it |
Young Veggies, Dom Kennedy |
Just like that |
Yeah |