Playstation Lyrics – Siflets
Singer: Siflets
Title: Playstation
Pull up in a rari swervin’ with my dawg and get some money (money!)
So much money on me b#tch you’d think I won the lottery
b#tch I’m antisocial so don’t even bother greeting me
Sooner or later, imma get me a crib in Miami (Okay)
That b#tch tryna f#ck, b#tch I play her like a PlayStation (What?)
Pull up at your crib, b#tch you better be moving with caution (What, what?)
I don’t really get why these b#tches want my attention
It’s probably ’cause my diamonds because they be making an illusion
Ayy, yuh, yuh
I’m on that sh#t (What?)
f#cking that b#tch (Huh?)
You getting hit (Pew)
Then you gon’ snitch (Go)
Telling that b#tch (Go!)
I’m on that sh#t (Okay)
b#tch so wеt like Coke (Coke)
b#tch so wеt like Coke (Coke)
b#tch so wet like Coke (Yuh)
b#tch so wet like Coke (Coke)
Opp only thing that i smoke (Smoke)
Hitting so hard like its oak (What?)
Giving me head, she gon choke (Okay)
I think she just got a stroke
b#tch so wet like Coke
b#tch so wet like Coke
b#tch so wet like Coke
b#tch so wet like Coke
Opp only thing that i smoke
Hitting so hard like its oak
Giving me head, she gon choke
I think she just got a stroke (I’ve come to get my ration to the power potion)
Pull up in a rari swervin’ with my dawg and get some money (money!)
So much money on me b#tch you’d think I won the lottery
b#tch I’m antisocial so don’t even bother greeting me
Sooner or later, imma get me a crib in Miami (Okay)
That b#tch tryna f#ck, b#tch I play her like a PlayStation (What?)
Pull up at your crib, b#tch you better be moving with caution (What, what?)
I don’t really get why these b#tches want my attention
It’s probably ’cause my diamonds because they be making an illusion
Pour the lean in the ice (Ice)
Eating that b#tch like rice (Rice)
You gon’ pay the price (On God)
You can’t fool me twice (Nope)
Run from 12 like mice (Mice)
This a paradise (Ayy, yuh, okay, okay, okay)
You second like vice
She give me a slice
I steal your b#tch real quick as if I was in a heist (Heist!)
Got me grinding everyday, b#tch I think it’s exercise (Grind!)
If you keep playing with me, imma have roll the dice (Roll the dice, yuh, aye, yuh)
Imma have to roll the dice (What?, what?, what?, okay. what?)
Imma have to roll the dice (I’ve come to get my ration to the power potion)
Pull up in a rari swervin’ with my dawg and get some money (money!)
So much money on me b#tch you’d think I won the lottery
b#tch I’m antisocial so don’t even bother greeting me
Sooner or later, imma get me a crib in Miami (Okay)
That b#tch tryna f#ck, b#tch I play her like a PlayStation (What?)
Pull up at your crib, b#tch you better be moving with caution (What, what?)
I don’t really get why these b#tches want my attention
It’s probably ’cause my diamonds because they be making an illusion
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