Park Place

Gonna be the one to take the top (Yea I know)
Never been the one to wait a lot (No I don't)
You think you got some shit to say, just stop (Shut up hoe)
I'm known to take a plateful from the pot (There I go)
I'm coming to get it, I'm never quitting till I'm on
Racking up plays, I'm rapping for days
Never act like I ain't passing delays or bask in the great
To fuck up the track, pack it, send it away
Counting commas like I'm cracking the page
Fuck up my bag, hear the gat when I spray
White tees and they're bagging your name

Yea we get it all for real
Sign up for all the deals
This shit is all appeal
Test me and we watching your dome get peeled

All year long I've been on the grind like beef in the kitchen fridge
You know what the business is
When I hop on the track, I fulfill your girl Christmas list
Yea we get to the dividends
If your bitch in my DMs then you know I'mma get it in
Getting wet off the penmanship
All of this ice on me got me so hot that I'm dripping it
Now you ain't backing up that talk you had just finished spewing forth
You're a stupid whore
Paying money to diss someone for all those eyes on you, looking poor
Yea we through the war
I've been known to let that shit ring for anyone I do this for
So back up or get clapped up
'Cause I'm watching the bullets run through your door
I know no defeat
You get up in it, you thrown to your knees
Acting tough but you ain't known in the streets
I get up in it, it's GOAT energy
Shit they know I'm unique
Everyone with me know me
And everyone hope for a piece of the pie
Look up, I get seen in the sky
Bird's view 'cause I'm keen with the eyes
It's a foul play, she play with the chicken, then part ways
When I hop in the booth, know I start waves
And I'm Moses in bed when I part legs
She starting the sermon and part prays
'Cause she screaming "Oh God" when I partake
It's a hole in one like a par play
I'm living in lavishness, Park Place



Credits
Writer(s): Brett Mccrary
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