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[Intro]
Ayy, ayy
Ayyyy
Buddah blessed this beat

[Verse 1]
What up?
All of these diamonds on me, they say I ain’t playin’ fair (damn)
Pull up at the mansion, I got cameras everywhere (uh)
Dobermans in the backyard like the president (uh)
Fifty bitches on my dick, call me Dolph the pimp (hey)
Don’t give a fuck, ain’t a rich nigga, you a shrimp (lil boy)
Court side with my lil son watchin’ LeBron and them, hah
P’s of cannabis, my nigga I sold tons of them, hah
Drop a bag on his head, each and every one of them, hah
And these bitches (what?), nah, we don’t love none of them (nah)
The police get behind this Rari, I’ma run from them (skrrt)
You know that they smokin’ weed and they got guns in there (yeah yeah)
Got a bad bitch waitin’ on me with no underwear (yeah yeah)
Black skirt, not a lick of panties under there (uh-huh)
Gangster from the start, my heart ain’t got no love in there (uh-huh)
They always on my IG just to see what I wear
Got somebody’s bitch bent over, from the back and pullin’ hair (huh)
Fuck it, I don’t care (fuck it)
Count better than I spell (fuck it)
It smoke how it smell (fuck it)
Fuck ’em, send some shells (fuck ’em)
I just bought a P to smoke and I ain’t got shit for sale (nah)
I know you can tell (what?), I’m a fuckin’ player (player)

[Chorus]
Player (player), player (player), player (player), player (player)
Motherfuckin’ player (motherfuckin’ player), I’m a fuckin’ player
Player player (player), player (player)
I’m a fuckin’ player (motherfuckin’ player)
I’m a fuckin’ player (motherfuckin’ player), motherfuckin’ player

[Verse 2]
Look how that shit hit (shine), Michael Jackson dancin’ (dance)
White bitch told me she wanna go fuck to Marilyn Manson (hol’ up)
My hood bitch said she wanna fuck me good then make a sandwich (okay)
I turned it to a traphouse but at first it was abandoned (trap)
The game been good to me (yeah)
A quarter milly every week (yeah)
I dream about cake when I sleep (yeah)
I wake up like it’s time to eat, hey
Fuck you, pay me (give me that)
Secure the bag daily (whoa whoa)
I’m thinkin’ new Mercedes
Your main bitch my baby (hah)
I fucked your favorite public figure but she say we dated (uh-uh)
My lil nigga can’t stay out of jail, he keep catchin’ cases (damn)
Two of my dogs, they fell out ’bout money and I swear I hate it (shit man)
I put extra ice on my wrist because it keep on achin’ (woo)
I put her legs behind her and now she keep on shakin’ (woo)
Bitch I went from a Cutlass (Cutlass), to a double R (R)
Light up my blunt then push a button, that motherfucker start (yeah)
Trap nigga living large (yeah)
I put that on God (ayy)

[Chorus]
Player (player), player (player), player (player), player (player)
Motherfuckin’ player (motherfuckin’ player), I’m a fuckin’ player
Player player (player), player (player)
I’m a fuckin’ player (motherfuckin’ player)
I’m a fuckin’ player (motherfuckin’ player), motherfuckin’ player

[Intro]
Uh huh
Aye
Damn, hol’ on
What the fuck? Who the fuck is this?
Hol’ on
Aye
Aye

[Verse 1]
IPhone goin’ off
Press decline, hit the power button just to throw it off
Annoyin’ ass lil’ bitch keep texting me
I hate a know-it-all
I hit bitches ASAP on the first night I don’t know at all
And if you think this shit got them sick, wait ’til I show it all
50K, I put that on my wrist, ain’t have no glow at all
Plain Jane, sky dweller
Get that money now or never
Got that chick, you know I’m gangster
What I do? Go buy a bezel
And I’m out here by my lonely
One up on me, niggas can’t get one up on me
Run up on me, ain’t gotta cock it, one up on me
Get a little cocky, big bro told me, nigga, you chosen
Bad enough I say “I’m broke”, everybody be like “Nigga you hoeing”
I can’t lie, I’m holdin’
I can’t fold it, rubber band to hold it
Now I’m out in [La Postolle?] rollin’, in my flipflops strollin’
Still got paranoia, I’m off [?] lookin’ off my shoulder
Book me for a show, I ain’t gon’ go unless you get my pole in

[Chorus]
Bitches love me
‘Cause they love gangsters
Gettin’ money
This that Palm Angels
This a hurdle
Issa 30
It’s Lil Herbo
Two door, swervin’
Aye, aye
And I have my way
Aye, aye
And I have my way
Aye, aye
And I have my way
And I have my way
Yeah, I have my way

[Verse 2]
Aye, bitch I have my way
Yeah I drive i8s
And I’m still [?]
Still’ll take fly on the jakes
Let a fuck nigga try and invade my home
Chopper shell right in the face
I secure my chain like a iPhone
Fingerprint right on the safe
Got girl scouts straight from the bay
Gucci shirt came from the A
Used to sip lean by the case
Thought it make the pain go away
I was high, fuck around, caught a case
Then them fights ain’t still go away
So far I gave my lawyer 8K, but that shit I make that rain in a day
Bitches love me
‘Cause they love gangsters
I bought all of that Balmain, this that Palm Angels
She got all of that [?], swallow all I came
These hoes be actin’ like they thang but they all basic

[Chorus]
Bitches love me
‘Cause they love gangsters
Gettin’ money
This that Palm Angels
This a hurdle
Issa 30
It’s Lil Herbo
Two door, swervin’
Aye, aye
And I have my way
Aye, aye
And I have my way
Aye, aye
And I have my way
And I have my way
Yeah, I have my way

[Verse 1]
Tulip is a girl full of love
But I won’t leave her
She can make her mind up
Tulip is the one
Who takes pride in all she’s done
She will show it all off
Tulip takes the pain
With a smile up on her face
She loves

[Chorus]
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun

[Verse 2]
Tulip loves the breeze
She will tickle, she will tease
She sways in her glory
Tulip takes a stand
She is tall and she is grand
She will lift your spirits
Tulip is your friend
And when spring is at an end
Don’t cry, she’ll return again

[Chorus]
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun

[Bridge]
Don’t cry, she’ll return again

[Chorus]
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun
Tulip loves the sun

[Intro]
Castles glitter under Spanish skies
But I’m just looking out for you tonight

[Verse 1]
We used to run around this ghost town
Always thinking out loud
Are we gonna get out?
I remember
We dream of places that we could go
Castles with the strange glow
People that we don’t know
I remember

[Pre-Chorus 1]
We left a life
That’s ordinary from the start
We looked for stranger things
‘Cause that’s just who we are
Found me the edge of something beautiful and loud
Like I’m picturing now

[Chorus]
Castles glitter under Spanish skies
But I’m just looking out for you tonight
Snow white mountains in a foreign state
Tell me someday we’ll get there

[Break]
Someday
Someday

[Verse 2]
I see a Technicolor shadow
Underneath your window
Just in case you don’t know
I can see it
You cast an unfamiliar day glow
Different than what I know
Shining like a halo
I can feel it

[Pre-Chorus 2]
We turned our back on ordinary from the start
We looked for stranger things
‘Cause that’s just who we are
Found me the edge of something beautiful and loud
Show me the sky falling down

[Chorus]
Castles glitter under Spanish skies
But I’m just looking out for you tonight
Snow white mountains in an ancient place
Tell me someday we’ll get there

[Break]
Someday
Someday

[Outro]
Castles glitter under Spanish skies
But I’m just looking out for you tonight
Snow white mountains in an ancient place
Tell me someday we’ll get there

[Verse 1: The Night Game]
This is our last goodbye
Don’t come and find me
So hard to see you cry
Please, somebody blind me

[Pre-Chorus 1: The Night Game]
‘Cause I can feel it
I’m still lagging onto every word
My heart is beating
And I’m sorry that I left you hurt
(One, two, three, four)

[Chorus: The Night Game]
We were kids in love
And then we grew up
But won’t you hold me close tonight
Like we’re kids in love?
Kids in love
Kids in love
Kids in love

[Post-Chorus: The Night Game]
Kids in love
We were kids in love

[Verse 2: The Night Game]
Engine on, in the drive
Running for hours
Slowly, we twist the knife
We folding like towers

[Pre-Chorus 2: The Night Game]
And I can feel it
And we’re running out of hope tonight
I hear you breathing
As we’re hanging on to you and I
(One, two, three, four)

[Chorus: The Night Game]
We were kids in love
And then we grew up
But won’t you hold me close tonight
Like we’re kids in love?
Kids in love
Kids in love
Kids in love

[Outro: The Night Game]
We were kids in love
Kids in love
Kids in love
Kids in love
We were kids, kids in love