Not a Player
Uh
Uh
(Oh yea)
(Oh yea)
Di0r
Di0r
Di0r
Di0r
1K
1K
1K
1K
I don't wanna be a player
Why I gotta be a player
I don't wanna be a player
I don't gotta be a player
Yea
Let's go
Let's go
Let's go
Tell me how you love
Are we making love
Are you tryna fuck
Can you be my girl
Tryna show me love
Now we pouring up
Henny got me stuck
I don't do one nights
Can we catch a flight
Take you somewhere nice
Regardless of the price
Put yo neck on ice
Yo diamonds shinin' bright
Travel around the world
You know what's up girl
You know what's up girl
Is it really us
Is it really trust
Fuck them other niggas
They can't get to us
Yea we drip for fun
Get that bag it's done
Play with gang it's up
We carry gas with us
He say he got mob ties
But he ain't talking shit
He might be a bitch
The way he move his lips
I'm just a kid from Atlanta tryna make it out
Buy my mama house
Put my team on
1K we the gang
Yea we going crazy
Yea we going brazy
Yea we hitting stains
Can't hang with lames
Yea we switching lanes
Maserati zoom
Crusin' down LA
Melrose shopping
Yea we popping tags
Got my bitch with me
Yea you know she bad
Get anything she want
Yea we going Gucci
Louis Fendi Prada
Yea she blowing tags
Yea we throwing racks
Yea we throwing racks
Yea we throwing racks
(Yea we throwing racks
Yea we throwing racks
Yea we throwing racks
Yea we throwing racks)
Tell me how you love
Are we making love
Are you tryna fuck
Can you be my girl
Tryna show me love
Now we pouring up
Henny got me stuck
I don't do one nights
Can we catch a flight
Take you somewhere nice
Regardless of the price
Put yo neck on ice
Yo diamonds shinin' bright
Travel around the world
You know what's up girl
You know what's up girl
She know what's up yea she fuck with the vibe
She know what's up it's me and the guys
We in the cut yea we slidin' tonight
And we ain't going home and it's past midnight
(She just wanna vibe)
She just wanna slide
(She was on my mind
So I can't waste no time)
(Can't waste no time)
(She was on my mind
So I can't waste no time)
(Yea we throwing racks
Yea we throwing racks
Yea we throwing racks
Yea we throwing racks)
(I don't wanna be a player no more
I don't wanna be a player no more
I don't wanna be a
I don't wanna be a
I don't wanna be a player no more
No more
Yea we throwing racks
Yea we throwing racks
Uh
(Oh yea)
(Oh yea)
Di0r
Di0r
Di0r
Di0r
1K
1K
1K
1K
I don't wanna be a player
Why I gotta be a player
I don't wanna be a player
I don't gotta be a player
Yea
Let's go
Let's go
Let's go
Tell me how you love
Are we making love
Are you tryna fuck
Can you be my girl
Tryna show me love
Now we pouring up
Henny got me stuck
I don't do one nights
Can we catch a flight
Take you somewhere nice
Regardless of the price
Put yo neck on ice
Yo diamonds shinin' bright
Travel around the world
You know what's up girl
You know what's up girl
Is it really us
Is it really trust
Fuck them other niggas
They can't get to us
Yea we drip for fun
Get that bag it's done
Play with gang it's up
We carry gas with us
He say he got mob ties
But he ain't talking shit
He might be a bitch
The way he move his lips
I'm just a kid from Atlanta tryna make it out
Buy my mama house
Put my team on
1K we the gang
Yea we going crazy
Yea we going brazy
Yea we hitting stains
Can't hang with lames
Yea we switching lanes
Maserati zoom
Crusin' down LA
Melrose shopping
Yea we popping tags
Got my bitch with me
Yea you know she bad
Get anything she want
Yea we going Gucci
Louis Fendi Prada
Yea she blowing tags
Yea we throwing racks
Yea we throwing racks
Yea we throwing racks
(Yea we throwing racks
Yea we throwing racks
Yea we throwing racks
Yea we throwing racks)
Tell me how you love
Are we making love
Are you tryna fuck
Can you be my girl
Tryna show me love
Now we pouring up
Henny got me stuck
I don't do one nights
Can we catch a flight
Take you somewhere nice
Regardless of the price
Put yo neck on ice
Yo diamonds shinin' bright
Travel around the world
You know what's up girl
You know what's up girl
She know what's up yea she fuck with the vibe
She know what's up it's me and the guys
We in the cut yea we slidin' tonight
And we ain't going home and it's past midnight
(She just wanna vibe)
She just wanna slide
(She was on my mind
So I can't waste no time)
(Can't waste no time)
(She was on my mind
So I can't waste no time)
(Yea we throwing racks
Yea we throwing racks
Yea we throwing racks
Yea we throwing racks)
(I don't wanna be a player no more
I don't wanna be a player no more
I don't wanna be a
I don't wanna be a
I don't wanna be a player no more
No more
Yea we throwing racks
Yea we throwing racks
Credits
Writer(s): Ralph Mitial
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