Pwmidy
Too smoove
Han
Play with me I dare you
You are weak
Han, play with me I dare you (Weak)
Okay now
Play with me I dare you
You are weak
Han, go play with me I dare you
Put the .45 down
'fore you shoot yourself up
Young buck had the clip on stuck
So the opps lit 'em up
Put a bunch of holes in the block
Even had
The whole cops in shock
That's why I'll not
Have no gun on me
Never bang with a gang
I ain't even finna run no streets
But that's just me
Tryna live, tryna breathe
Tryna live, tryna see
Everybody tryna turn up
With me like woah
Why you go
To the store
And grab Backwoods
Roll the dope
And he smoke
Real loud
Real chief
Real proud
Real meek, woah nah
Not me
Play with me I dare you
You are weak
Han, play with me I dare you (Weak)
Okay now
Play with me I dare you
You are weak
Han, go play with me I dare you
Feel like Blade with the mic
Black garment
What's my vice
My sonnets
Roll that dice
This comet
Still finna hit yo space
This shot chased
With smooth melodies
What you tellin' me
What you got in the bag
It's green
No bitch it's celery
I'm a nigga from the island of Hispaniola
Haitian boy
Spit that flame thrower
Test my pen
Your grade will lower
Test my pen
And it will scold ya
Feel like Danny Amendola
I see shit that you can't
My spice be the scent
My spice be the scent
Play with me I dare you
You are weak
Han, play with me I dare you (Weak)
Okay now
Play with me I dare you
You are weak
Han, go play with me I dare you
Han
Play with me I dare you
You are weak
Han, play with me I dare you (Weak)
Okay now
Play with me I dare you
You are weak
Han, go play with me I dare you
Put the .45 down
'fore you shoot yourself up
Young buck had the clip on stuck
So the opps lit 'em up
Put a bunch of holes in the block
Even had
The whole cops in shock
That's why I'll not
Have no gun on me
Never bang with a gang
I ain't even finna run no streets
But that's just me
Tryna live, tryna breathe
Tryna live, tryna see
Everybody tryna turn up
With me like woah
Why you go
To the store
And grab Backwoods
Roll the dope
And he smoke
Real loud
Real chief
Real proud
Real meek, woah nah
Not me
Play with me I dare you
You are weak
Han, play with me I dare you (Weak)
Okay now
Play with me I dare you
You are weak
Han, go play with me I dare you
Feel like Blade with the mic
Black garment
What's my vice
My sonnets
Roll that dice
This comet
Still finna hit yo space
This shot chased
With smooth melodies
What you tellin' me
What you got in the bag
It's green
No bitch it's celery
I'm a nigga from the island of Hispaniola
Haitian boy
Spit that flame thrower
Test my pen
Your grade will lower
Test my pen
And it will scold ya
Feel like Danny Amendola
I see shit that you can't
My spice be the scent
My spice be the scent
Play with me I dare you
You are weak
Han, play with me I dare you (Weak)
Okay now
Play with me I dare you
You are weak
Han, go play with me I dare you
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Writer(s): Ricardo Millien
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