Playing Games - Summer Walker, Bryson Tiller

Whip, bought it

Crib, got it

Job, on it

Did I ever ask you take me to go

Shopping in Paris or go

Sailing overseas and just

Drape me in Gucci?

No

All I ever asked was you to

Pick up the phone when you’re alone

All I ever asked was you to

Show me some love, kisses and hugs

No I never had an issue

Go to the club with your boys, baby I

Never wanted you to stay too long

Just wanted you to show me off

So won’t you say my name, say my name

If you claim you want me, it ain’t no thang

You actin' kinda shady, you ain’t been callin' me, «Baby»

Boy, you can go and stop playing games, playing games

I know you say you hit my line, I’m on your mind and that

You want this bad, so I’m cool with that

I’m just tryna match your words with your actions

I need more than satisfaction, is you really bout that action?

Really wanna give you all, but flex in front of your friends (How that work?)

Swear that you’re doin' the most, but we take a picture can’t post it (How that

work?)

Quit your talkin'?

Back that shit up

Won’t you say my, say my

So won’t you say my name, say my name

If you claim you want me, it ain’t no thang

You actin' kinda shady, you ain’t been callin' me, «Baby»

Boy, you can go and stop playing games, playing games

Games (games)

Games (oh games)

We got London on the track