lirik lagu playground – getrichzay & noisy jay
[intro]
(noisy on the beat)
[chorus]
walk in the back, ha*ha
’bout that green like papa (like papa)
smokin’ exotic, this sh*t lil’ ta*da (lil’ ta*da)
say you gon’ k!ll me, n*gga, nada (grah)
‘fore i let you k!ll me, i slang iron (skrrt)
i ain’t gotta pay sh*t, n*gga, i bang mine (ayy)
i hit you and your bro in the same time (same time)
seven*five*sixes, them b*tches got hang time (brrt)
you and your mans gon’ dead on the frontline (ayy)
rat*a*tat with this b*tch like drumline
ayy, soon as i see ’em, i run down
huh, boy, i can’t wait ’til the sun down (i got—)
me and lil’ folks goin’ dumb when the sun down
all out the roof, i was back in ’em cameras
ayy, n*gga, get down or you lay down (uh, uh)
uh, ask all around, we don’t play ’round
i leave you dead in the playground
[verse]
i’m tryna gеt me somethin’ extra (i’m tryna gеt me somethin’ else)
so now i go harder than ever (ayy, getrich)
it’s straight to the top where them young n*ggas headed (grrt)
and nah, i ain’t talkin’ ’bout heaven (ayy)
i still pray to god that i make it to heaven
done seen so much sh*t, got a young n*gga guessin’ (d*mn near saw it all)
really them young n*ggas stressin’
that’s why i smoke blunts to the face full of pressure
n*ggas be k!llin’ theyself and better (k!llin’ theyself)
glizzy right there on the top of the dresser (bah)
say i’ll put some shots in the top of his sweater (buh)
and have his ass lookin’ like pac on a stretcher
i told my lil’ n*gga, “don’t k!ll ’em, k!ller” (what else?)
i want you send ’em a message
just in case n*ggas forgot how we steppin’
them young n*ggas hot like the end of a pepper
young n*gga livin’ his dream (livin’ his dream, uh*huh)
never thought i was gon’ see eighteen (never thought i was gon’ see eighteen)
my brother, n*gga died by the age sixteen
so (ayy), n*gga, you know what that mean
had to buy me a glock with a beam (skrrt)
gotta grind so hard just to feed my team
n*gga, play your part tryna get this cheese, gotta get them green things by any mean
[chorus]
walk in the back, ha*ha
’bout that green like papa (like papa)
smokin’ exotic, this sh*t lil’ ta*da (lil’ ta*da)
say you gon’ k!ll me, n*gga, nada (grah)
‘fore i let you k!ll me, i slang iron (skrrt)
i ain’t gotta pay sh*t, n*gga, i bang mine (ayy)
i hit you and your bro in the same time (same time)
seven*five*sixes, them b*tches got hang time (brrt)
you and your mans gon’ dead in the frontline (ayy)
rat*a*tat with this b*tch like drumline
ayy, soon as i see ’em, i run down
huh, boy, i can’t wait ’til the sun down (i got—)
me and lil’ folks goin’ dumb when the sun down
all out the roof, i was back in ’em cameras
ayy, n*gga, get down or you lay down (uh, uh)
uh, ask all around, we don’t play ’round
huh, i leave you dead in the playground (ayy)
[outro]
i leave you dead in the playground, huh (skrrt)
i leave you dead in the playground, ayy (ayy)
i leave you dead in the playground, huh (brrt)
i leave you dead in the playground, ayy (brah)
i leave you dead in the playground, huh (i leave you dead in the playground)
i leave you dead in the playground, ayy (i leave you dead in the playground)
i leave you dead in the playground, huh (i leave you dead in the playground)
n*gga, get down or you lay down, ayy (n*gga, get down or you lay down, ayy)
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