Skony Boyz - Playas Lounge

Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
I say, Yeah
Jesus, Yeah
I say
I say I say I say I say I say
I say God bless the trap
I spent everything, I got more back
Once you on that road, Ain’t no turning back
Say you got some action, Really you the ack
Bitch on my line, I’m ignoring that
Can’t do shit on my phone
This shit keeping ringing back to back
If I take a L, Best believe I bounce back
Trust in my trap
Teach you how to get back
City of the jack, Niggas really get whacked
Don’t stop at red lights, Niggas running that
When you too relaxed, That’s what they call lacking
You either work a job, hooping, or you trapping
Look
Yeah
This the playas lounge
Mama see the drip and get aroused
Forgetting who she with
It’s only about where she at now
Everybody wants what they can’t have, Choose your lifestyle
Wake and bake, Pipe her down
Referring to my finances
Baby pipe down
These niggas steady plotting
Trust as far as I can throw em
Shorty just a wide receiver
Hit it good when she open
It’s not our first go around
She don’t need no coaching
Yeah
I’m smoking on the corporate property
I got these bitches looking at me
Like they wanting me
Yeah
I got it going real wild
I do that shit all day like a trial

Written by:
Jordan Kilwine, Thomas Kinlow

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