Guns in the Playpen chords by Gabbie Giftsz, IceRocks, Meyhem Lauren

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Verse 1
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Niggas be faker than the war against drugs,
let's get political
I live my life by rolling dice,
feasting my digital
Critical thinking,
in the backseat of a Lincoln
Each day's a canvas,
every time I make a choice
it's inking
Sometimes I wish the ink would smear,
holding my pistol near
Standing in the front,
still on my job and seeing crystal clear
See niggas disappear,
resurface, acting nervous
Life is worthless when you walk
around this earth without a purpose
Guns in the playpen,
poisons in the baby food
Had the world above my shoulders,
currently it's getting glued
Pussy poppin' perfectly
when dancin',
make my parents madrude
Keep it a hundred, never fronted,
so my stance is rude
Apparently casually ill,
asymptomatic, fabric civil
But I keep it ratchet,
fully automatic gadget
Defeatin' odds like Magic Johnson,
B .A.'s Before this rap shit, we got it movin',
grams of the beige
Peas of the green, seasoned with cream,
feverly teen
Salmon strips sautéed,
bathin' in steam
Peace to my nourishment,
watchin' niggas on my team win
Thanks for encouragement,
it's winnin' season
Never treason, keep it flourishin'
Shooters in the playpen,
take life if I say when
Actin' up, fill you up with bullets,
you can play dead
Angels wouldn't let them in,
trips back to Earth
I think my demons be the reason
why your man up in the dirt
Probably wanna sit through
all of my quarters
And it could've changed,
never disappear
Either multiply or rearrange,
lil' niggas catch that case
Keep my hands clean,
woman with a ratchet
I'm lady like if you ask me
Super soaker with bullets,
backpack with drugs
Not ketchup on his polo,
nah nigga, that shit blood
Yeah, blood,
I know these niggas love to hate ya
Cause your life is a movie too,
while Leonardo decapitates ya
Activate ya, separate the men
from the talents
Illiterate from the readers
and from the authors
Outboy shit, you probably jealous
Don't pretend to fuck
your new beginning
Cause your nigga giving happy endings
Bitch
Oh, I was supposed to be talking shit
Yeah, niggas, fuck all y 'all
I did this verse with a fucking fur coat on
I had a 40 in my hand,
a blunt between my fingers,
and y 'all niggas licking my coochie.
Thank