Play For Keeps

(Pooh, you a fool for this one) Yeah
Brazy Gang, you know what the fuck it is
(Go Grizz)
(Winner's Circle)

Niggas lied to me, niggas stole from me, but I ain't cry about it, I got mo' money
Everybody on my phone tryna hold somethin'
Even that bag wanna fuck me, I got loads comin'
Road runner, quick to switch up states, I been MIA
Get some head, put that nigga out, then get my number changed
Molly Brazy pull up on yo' block and let that engine growl
Soundin' like that nigga from Verizon, "Can you hear me now?"
Jewelry loud, I look like I done came up on a lick
I been snappin' ever since they took my brother out the-
He told me "Sis', step it up, and keep yo' foot on they neck"
Quit starin' at me, huh, I just smacked a bitch up for less

I swear-
They so disloyal, show 'em how to ball
Ain't got no morals, bitches breakin' laws
Beefin' over niggas, I swear I done seen it all
They been fake they whole life, these hoes Santa Clause
Bitch, you ain't no housewife, you a housekeeper
Queen petty, you don't like me, I don't like you neither
Fifteen hunnid for these sneaks, couldn't find 'em cheaper
Red tint, but the arms look like Justin Bieber
You must've bumped yo' head you thought I was broke
These hoes stalk my Instagram to see what I got on
They so spooked, when they see me I get compliments
They got too many money problems, they need counselin'
Flew to Oakland, holla at Curry, get some autographs
Real shooter since he met him, he ain't call me back
I grew up around here, my city ain't that bad, but you ain't from around here, so let me take that back

A rat gon' be a rat, I ain't gone say no mo'
Where them capes? 'Cause these filters out here savin' hoes
From the bottom, climb that ladder, it ain't take me long
A lot of ups, a lot of downs, it just made me strong
You a side bitch, we ain't got shit in common
Pity party, bunch of mad ass baby mamas
Ain't got no time to play wit' y'all, 'cause I'm too busy counting
Grown as hell, but I swear that money keep my grounded
Birkins and Peruvi', they go hand-in-hand
If I bust down this Rollie, it's gon' hammer dance
I'on got no roof, George Jefferson
Quick reminder, hoes got me out my element
Miss me now, see me later, ain't no meet-and-greet
That draco on the seat, bitch, I play for keeps
I can't even go to sleep, Twitter got me geeked
'Cause I know these hoes sweet and they don't wanna beef
That deal ain't change nothin', but my bank account
And where I live, I got deers runnin' through my house
My mama prayed for it, I just went and bought it
I told her she can have it, I don't care what it cost me
You talkin' beneficial, step into my office, but when y'all got to spillin' tea is where y'all bitches lost me
For real