Playas f*ck Up lyrics

[Verse 1: Skribz]
Late nights (yeah), great lights (yeah)
I was on the phone 'til the daylight (brr)
I was on the phone to the bae like (bae like)
I was gonna zone with a bae like (madting)
I was on the phone to my girl with a next girl
I was gonna bone on the same night
I was with a next girl whilst my ex girl's tryna phone me
I'm owning the same hype

[Chorus: Jordy]
But players f*ck up (facts)
Players f*ck up, players f*ck up
Yeah
But players f*ck up (facts)
Players f*ck up, players f*ck up
Skits

[Verse 2: Skits]
Late night studio sesh
Doing up graveyard, hearse and death
Touch mic, [?] tec
Came through, pattern my verse and [?]
Stroke kitty like Persian pets
Gyally know me, man murder beds
Kickback like herb and rest
Green on fire like burning veg
[Chorus: Jordy & Poet]
Oi Po (Yeah?), players f*ck up
Players f*ck up, players f*ck up
Players f*ck up (facts)
Players f*ck up, players f*ck up

[Verse 3: Poet]
Yeah
Air filled without conversation
With some clean crep but my sole is tainted
And a picture of me at the station
With some Chinese girl, that's a quarter Bajan
Deny the truth, accept the lie
Risk it all or say goodbye
The f*ck if you was my daughter
I'll tell you girl spread your wings and fly
Glass of Henny as you chase the truth
But I ain't keen to drink with Ruth
I play to win so if you leave I lose
Loves a spliff and I ain't rating 2s

[Chorus: Jordy]
But players f*ck up
Players f*ck up, players f*ck up
Yeah
But players f*ck up
Players f*ck up, players f*ck up