Video Playground de Akayai 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Akayai - Playground Lyrics

[Chorus: samara]
Spendin' all my money shoppin'
Don't know what I fucking want, don't know what I'm coppin'
You a bitch and you do a lot of talking
Pull up with that up that stick my choppa get to choppin'
Spendin' all my money shoppin'
Don't know what I fucking want, don't know what I'm coppin'
You a bitch and you do a lot of talking
Pull up with that up that stick my choppa get to choppin'

[Verse 1: samara]
Hit him with the .9 take his head off
Yes, I smoke that gas pack, no this ain't no lil' cough
Run your mouth we go to war just like it's Tarkov
And if you want that fucking smoke, you know we let that shit pop
Shot his house, made that bitch frown
Getting points just like a touchdown
Chillin' with yo' bitch now
You is ugly, you a damn clown
You a lie, that ain't your sound
Shot his whip, he was homebound
Committing all these murders having fun just like a playground

[Verse 2: Waystalker]
Pussy talkin' shit, on the internet
Talkin' 'bout some plays, that you know, that you'll never get
Postin' on your story, lookin' real silly
You a fuckin' weirdo, just like Drake and Milly
I'ma put some bodies on the floor
Say shit, you'll get morе
I'm in love with gore
Bloody knuckles feelin' sorе
Kickin' down the fuckin' door
Wash you up on shore
I'm the one you all adore, I'm the one you all adore
I'm the one you all adore
Kickin' down the fuckin' door
Wash you up on shore
I'm the one you all adore
[Verse 3: eczotic]
Bullet hit his face
Yeah, choppa hit him like a 808
Yeah, I don't know fuck with you 'cuh you a lame
Aimin' at yo' brain, I'ma leave you wit' a stain
Dirty Fanta, sippin' in Atlanta
You a fan, yuh
You is not my man, nah
Big bands yuh and fine dancers
Lost your chance
Now you sittin' in the stands, yuh

[Verse 4: Akayai]
He was talking on the bro's
Sending him to heaven
Chilling with Yurei Club toted with MAC-11s
Bullets make him brain dead
Walking like a zombie
Talking on the internet
We going through your screen
Just because you're safe doesn't mean we can not find you
Call up luvlxckdown, call up eczotic
Put your town on shutdown, yeah, we causing havoc
(May the faint spirits free like, welcome to the club)

[Chorus: samara]
Spendin' all my money shoppin'
Don't know what I fucking want, don't know what I'm coppin'
You a bitch and you do a lot of talking
Pull up with that up that stick my choppa get to choppin'
Spendin' all my money shoppin'
Don't know what I fucking want, don't know what I'm coppin'
You a bitch and you do a lot of talking
Pull up with that up that stick my choppa get to choppin'