[Verse 1: Premo Rice]
Don't hate the player, hate the game
Me and you, we ain't the same
I got forty different flavors of these bitches, hella range
Saltin' on a n***a never get you anything
How you talkin' and you broke, bitch please stay in your lane
P makin' all the honeys shake
I'm a walkin' money maker, hood player gettin' busy on the way
Watch the sun rise while I count up 20k
Gotta throw it in the stash, makin' sure the gang straight
This the main event, we ain't in the same race
Independent money, we don't got the same trace
Mind on a billi', Wayne in the same state
Boss bitches fuckin' with me 'cause the know the name weight
Got it off the muscle, I can make it bend some
Talkin' big funds, checkin' income
Never off the clock, not until the rent done
Trying make a mil' hon, this a real one

Big baller, smashin', makin' my ends
Smokin' big killer, gettin' high in my Benz
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[Verse 2: Akeem Ali]
Throw the water (Throw the water)
'Cause pimpin' too hard to come by
You'd think it's two of us
But Fetty Wap, it's only one I
Throw the flavor (Throw the flavor)
And spice it up, get your groove on
I tell a bitch before I see defeat, I put my shoes on
Sprinkle pimpin' (Sprinkle on)
I'm the game, bitch
That wide body hoggin' up the highway every time that I lane switch
Steady mackin', they choosin'
Get attached to the movin'
Bitch I'm sicker than the average
Kickin' back with the cooties
Bitches flashing they coochies
They giving daps to the coolest
My vernacular spectacular, bitch I'm actually prudent
Throw the game (Throw the game)
On them freak hoes who fresh from D.R
With BBLs and came back with they cheeks swole
Pretty bad bitches with deep throats, who wanna give it to me
In hopes that I tear it up like some cheap clothes
Take it off like some Jeep doors, but stay right there bitch
I'ma keep my eyes on you like a peep hole
Big baller, smashin', makin' my ends
Smokin' big killer, gettin' high in my Benz
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