How We Play It (feat. Extendo)
Cock 42, I just bopped that beat for real
We on sumn I could've smashed, but the light turned red
I'm like cowboy bitch, my lil nigga, he ain't scared
Heard you wanna stuffer, but you can suffer, take one to the head
Believe that
I'm on my pimpin, like I let a nigga get me
Woke up this morning pissed, I had a dream a nigga did it
I'm strapped down, tell a nigga he can get it
All of my niggas living, play with us, then you can get it
Fah fah fah, pussy nigga, you can get it
Runnin' up with the team, and yeah, I'm running with it
Fah fah fah, pussy nigga, you can get it
NBA that be the team, and yeah, they running with me
Believe that
Nigga know what it is, man
Yeah bitch, you know
Stand out that motherfuckin' and no fucking with, yeah, you know
NBA, you heard me?
NBA be the gang
Shout out to YoungBoy
You know
And Lil Pab nigga, believe that, we in here
For all that reppin, when we catch him, we gon' bust his head
Spendin' any day up on a wittness, I'ma bust his head
For all that reppin, when we catch him, we gon' bust his head
Spendin' any day up on a wittness, I'ma bust his head
Retaliation is a must, I put that on my niggas
Hop out with some shit that stutter, I bet it ain"t gon' miss
Pull up with that cutter, fire anyone of you niggas
You say it's up, but then it's up
You know we comin' nigga
With the extention, then nigga acting like he with it
Put them hollos in his fit or his denom
I got cells callin' for me, denom
If a nigga take a shot at me, it ain't no running
Return fire I'ma send him
Catch him slippin, make him take two to the chest
Found out what it be, you know we coming with that tech
Only thing matter, is money, power and respect
So since you playing, I'ma break your fucking neck
You bitch
For all that reppin, when we catch him, we gon' bust his head
Spendin' any day up on a wittness, I'ma bust his head
For all that reppin, when we catch him, we gon' bust his head
Spendin' any day up on a wittness, I'ma bust his head
Retaliation is a must, I put that on my niggas
Hop out with some shit that stutter, I bet it ain't gon' miss
Pull up with that cutter, fire anyone of you niggas
You say it's up, but then it's up, you know whats up, what up
We on sumn I could've smashed, but the light turned red
I'm like cowboy bitch, my lil nigga, he ain't scared
Heard you wanna stuffer, but you can suffer, take one to the head
Believe that
I'm on my pimpin, like I let a nigga get me
Woke up this morning pissed, I had a dream a nigga did it
I'm strapped down, tell a nigga he can get it
All of my niggas living, play with us, then you can get it
Fah fah fah, pussy nigga, you can get it
Runnin' up with the team, and yeah, I'm running with it
Fah fah fah, pussy nigga, you can get it
NBA that be the team, and yeah, they running with me
Believe that
Nigga know what it is, man
Yeah bitch, you know
Stand out that motherfuckin' and no fucking with, yeah, you know
NBA, you heard me?
NBA be the gang
Shout out to YoungBoy
You know
And Lil Pab nigga, believe that, we in here
For all that reppin, when we catch him, we gon' bust his head
Spendin' any day up on a wittness, I'ma bust his head
For all that reppin, when we catch him, we gon' bust his head
Spendin' any day up on a wittness, I'ma bust his head
Retaliation is a must, I put that on my niggas
Hop out with some shit that stutter, I bet it ain"t gon' miss
Pull up with that cutter, fire anyone of you niggas
You say it's up, but then it's up
You know we comin' nigga
With the extention, then nigga acting like he with it
Put them hollos in his fit or his denom
I got cells callin' for me, denom
If a nigga take a shot at me, it ain't no running
Return fire I'ma send him
Catch him slippin, make him take two to the chest
Found out what it be, you know we coming with that tech
Only thing matter, is money, power and respect
So since you playing, I'ma break your fucking neck
You bitch
For all that reppin, when we catch him, we gon' bust his head
Spendin' any day up on a wittness, I'ma bust his head
For all that reppin, when we catch him, we gon' bust his head
Spendin' any day up on a wittness, I'ma bust his head
Retaliation is a must, I put that on my niggas
Hop out with some shit that stutter, I bet it ain't gon' miss
Pull up with that cutter, fire anyone of you niggas
You say it's up, but then it's up, you know whats up, what up
Credits
Writer(s): Kentrell Gaulden, Torie Foster, Darnell Hills
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