Product Of a Playa lyrics

[Intro]
(A-A-Ayy McCoy)
(I get my work from the Narco)
Hm-hm
Yeah, soon as I— (What?)
I was a— (What?)
Product of a player

[Chorus]
I'm a product of a player, Elliot ceilings in (Yeah, dig)
I got these diamonds on my fingers, I can't hold your hand (Phew, dig)
Wait, I'll put you right in a Bentley, outside, Bentleys, Lambs' (Phew, dig)
Help me, south side Atlanta, but it's more like Atlantastan (Yeah)
Yeah, kill you where you stand (What? Phew), f*ck all you players (Dig, woof)
b*tch, I'm a product of a player, Ps, I ain't playing (Woof, woof)
Got a good number on the Ps, push 'em across the land (Woof, woof), ooh
Calls, unknown kills, kill away far from the cams (Shh, wait)

[Verse]
Yeah (What? Yeah), yeah (Dig, let's go)
Trappin' out the bando
Yeah, I'm with P, push a key like piano (P)
P night playеr, light the top like a candle (Phеw, phew)
Beatin' down the block with a chop' out the Lambo' (Phew, yeah)
Yeah, beatin' down your block with the chop' out the Lamb'
Bih' wan' f*ck on me (Yeah)
Lil' twat call a ride to see
Lil' bad bih' wan' suck on that P (That's P)
Why you do it best? I tell her, "I don't need that"
Said you wanna f*ck my b*tch? Need to see that
Countin' in the trap where the money and the weed at
Fish on the jet cost me thirteen racks
The way you n*ggas run that sh*t, gotta clean it (What? Wha—)
[Chorus]
I'm a product of a player, Elliot ceilings in (Yeah, dig)
I got these diamonds on my fingers, I can't hold your hand (Phew, dig)
Wait, I'll put you right in a Bentley, outside, Bentleys, Lambs' (Phew, dig)
Help me, south side Atlanta, but it's more like Atlantastan (Yeah)
Yeah, kill you where you stand (What? Phew), f*ck all you players (Woof, dig)
b*tch, I'm a product of a player, Ps, I ain't playing (Woof, woof)
Got a good number on Ps, pushin' 'em across the land (Woof, woof), ooh
Calls, unknown kills, kill away far from the cams