Don't Play
Waah, man
I got my hands in it
And it wasn't 'cause of the pandemic
I play bitches I don't play yo' shit
Wockhardt in the mix
Got my Faygo thick
Blueberry wit' the grape
Now my Faygo Crip
3 Beans, lil' squeeze
Gave her Play-doh dick, man
I play bitches I don't play yo' shit
Wockhardt in the mix
Got my Faygo thick
Blueberry wit' the grapes
Now my Faygo Crip
3 Beans, a lil' squeeze
Gave her Play-doh dick
I just came from the block
On some J-Lo shit
Find me everywhere that
Carmen Sandiego went
Guerilla stone money gang
They'll filet yo' clique
Rolls gold Rucci 4's
This ba'y bro whip
My Dickey supress
Stiffer than a Kano kick
Ol' mark ass busters
Y'all ain't on shit
Tip of the iceberg
Y'all ain't on tip
Hollow tips out the F-N
Bae go snitch
And hurry up and do it
Put me back on cable quick
And I ain't use none of them beats
Your label sent, so
Lettuce be, get'cha tomato split
Let me be or get'cha
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm a lil' 7:30 but it's 8:06
Ayyeee
For the bag I get it crack'n like potato chips
Why you hate me
Got another batch of la
No relationship
Dick'll make a bitch obey
Iss'a dick'tatorship
Chidorah been in rotation
We the greatest hits
We GPS'n through that ocean
Like a Naval ship
Ain't no daps or handshakes unless we made a deal
Cost a briefcase to make a brief case
No shit
Throw a sage bonfire on some ancient shit
Date night, 200 Kobe steak and shrimp
Damn
Chi
Who kept the steaks hot
Alexander McQueens
Step in some BAPE socks
Broomstick, clean the room
I d'n came mop
My young dog black'n out
Wit' a grey Glock
You ain't want shit but 2Ks from GameStop
Wake Forest Demon Deacon
Who we play'n now
In the front and out the back
This my 'caine spot
Red bubble vest
Thug'n in my tank top
I'ma knock another bitch once the train stop
Money train on a mission outta state now
Black dating got me not-ready to date now
Give it away, give it away
When I came now
First black Ninja Turtle how I came down
First black Ninja Turtle now I ain't around
Put'n Jody on the place
I'm a marriage-ender
Who gon' do what
Yeah
I ain't scared of a nigga
Yeah, yeah
I'll pull down on you
I'm ain't sparing a nigga
Mmm-hmm
Lemme see you hoes try to weave a hair trigger
Play a crazy game wit' me
Win a crazy prize
My temper sent a nigga 'cause he
Didn't pay his tithes
Before a bullet do
A favor prob'ly claim my life
Get connected in the Buck
I'm the cable guy
Dickridin' ain't networking
It's dickridin'
Yeah yeah
Only room for women on my genetalia
Philla Warrior wit' Heat
Andre Iguodala
Bath like freshwaters of Lake Minnetonka, say
Alchemy the colorway
I'm King Midas
Kick a nigga down a hill
King Leonidas
Got a pack o' peppers on me
Like I'm Peter Piper, say I'm
Dead nice, Gandhi in a cherry coffin
Ultraviolet rays, avoid'n shade
Oopsie-daisy
Porcelain on the vases
Throw rugs paisley
I be tap'n bae pockets now
On my Tom Brady
Bet I dilute'it up wit' a lil' less concentration
Die looted, awww
We play bitches I don't play yo' shit
Wockhardt in the mix
Got my Faygo thick
Blueberry wit' the grapes
Now my Faygo Crip
3 Beans, a lil' squeeze
Give her Play-doh dick, aww
We play bitches we don't play yo' shit
Wockhardt in the mix
Got my Faygo thick
Blueberry wit' the grapes
Now my Faygo Crip
3 Beans, a lil' squeeze
Give her Play-doh dick, awww
You bought the B
You ain't know him as a baby
No if ands or maybes
Hot Boy
As a Juvenile
Fuck a Drake leak
As a B.G. Chopper City
Start on Hawley Street
I'm gainin' momentum
Bitch was talk'n shit 'til I
Gave her a Mentos
Olivia Newton-John
Came to get physical
I just met her here, like
Who came wit' them bitches
This yo' girl
26 for a brick'o 'caine's inexpensive
Always in the field
Just ask the officials
Neph-neph strapped
Ain't gotta pass him a pistol
Ship you the magazine
Then ask you the issue, I
Chose the Hardaway I'm a
Warrior that'll mix you
Skip through
Warm-it-up Chris, missed you
Been cross'n shit
That's a UTEP 2-step
Trill Cosby boolin' in a
2-Stack crew neck
She spit on everything 'cause like my
Brunette do rap
Stallion like Meg WAP
Ooh that's too fat
Knock the pussy out with the
Woo-wamp-boomp-bamp
I ram'd last night
Did your new man do that
5.7 Liter engine it Dodge hoes
7 Ram fleet, wit' the 2 Rams
Blue black
Entire album trash but
2 Jams do slap
West Wing dope like a few gram Toot pack
Instagram pic, give dude head 2 taps
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah look
They be ask'n 'bout me like how why'he Honolulu
Words cast spells, when I spell'm it's a voodoo
Yeah they tried to knock me off my hustle
Nigga mm-mmm
The Smith-Schuster hater try'na
Knock me off my Juju
ELOHIM, Triple-headed hydra Annunaki nigga
Weed keep me outer space blow'd
Like Apollo missions
I be hiding issues from my squad 'cause
They ride and get'cha
In the field, call'n plays
Rock'n my Lombardi fitted
In my Cross Colour joints
Look'n at her Daisy Dukes
Only thing I fear
Are the things of which I'm capable
I don't play your shit
You get no spins inside the neighborhood
Speaking on behalf of
The people that's not able to he
Took a shot and watch his tourney ball
Midwest AAU
Hard to kill but difficult to scare
So it ain't no use
Bring the world peace
Crack the earth in half
Make it two
Try'na build a future for my baby girl to make it to
I be d'n came date just
Old presidential watch
8 Bucks
Quik I'm at the taco truck
Black MC-8 tucked
20 Dollar last broken bean
Here take one
You don't know what Soo Woo mean
Don't say nothin'
See I say
Aye B', he'll press the K-button
Grass low, we can always see the snakes coming
Niggaz take you up top
You ain't take nothing
I'm grind'n in the streets
Like my breaks rub'n
Fuck a nigga bitch
Makin' love to her mind
Her OnlyFans Cash App
Is synced wit' mine
Rest in peace Pimp
Her Bun need some shine
Maaan
I learn the easy tricks first when I skate whores
Nigga how y'all lay'n up
But'chu can't score
Can't afford weight, then
What you date for
Hurricane season that's how I brainstorm
Shut the fuck up and
Stay in your lane, homie
Beef'n wit' girls
We ain't got the same opponents
Your Daddy chatty you was
Born wit' lame components
760 Be my cousin plated name on it
Power major long sleeves wit' the flames on it
Perc-30 how I Supercharge the range on it
On the West Wing, throw the pill
Bang on her
Put a nut on her
This nigga put a name on her
Block'd the bitch shot out-of-bounds
Now the game over
Shit I had ref stripes when she came over
And I mask that too
When I coach hoes
Blow her head off
Act like I don't know hoes
Gone
I got my hands in it
And it wasn't 'cause of the pandemic
I play bitches I don't play yo' shit
Wockhardt in the mix
Got my Faygo thick
Blueberry wit' the grape
Now my Faygo Crip
3 Beans, lil' squeeze
Gave her Play-doh dick, man
I play bitches I don't play yo' shit
Wockhardt in the mix
Got my Faygo thick
Blueberry wit' the grapes
Now my Faygo Crip
3 Beans, a lil' squeeze
Gave her Play-doh dick
I just came from the block
On some J-Lo shit
Find me everywhere that
Carmen Sandiego went
Guerilla stone money gang
They'll filet yo' clique
Rolls gold Rucci 4's
This ba'y bro whip
My Dickey supress
Stiffer than a Kano kick
Ol' mark ass busters
Y'all ain't on shit
Tip of the iceberg
Y'all ain't on tip
Hollow tips out the F-N
Bae go snitch
And hurry up and do it
Put me back on cable quick
And I ain't use none of them beats
Your label sent, so
Lettuce be, get'cha tomato split
Let me be or get'cha
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm a lil' 7:30 but it's 8:06
Ayyeee
For the bag I get it crack'n like potato chips
Why you hate me
Got another batch of la
No relationship
Dick'll make a bitch obey
Iss'a dick'tatorship
Chidorah been in rotation
We the greatest hits
We GPS'n through that ocean
Like a Naval ship
Ain't no daps or handshakes unless we made a deal
Cost a briefcase to make a brief case
No shit
Throw a sage bonfire on some ancient shit
Date night, 200 Kobe steak and shrimp
Damn
Chi
Who kept the steaks hot
Alexander McQueens
Step in some BAPE socks
Broomstick, clean the room
I d'n came mop
My young dog black'n out
Wit' a grey Glock
You ain't want shit but 2Ks from GameStop
Wake Forest Demon Deacon
Who we play'n now
In the front and out the back
This my 'caine spot
Red bubble vest
Thug'n in my tank top
I'ma knock another bitch once the train stop
Money train on a mission outta state now
Black dating got me not-ready to date now
Give it away, give it away
When I came now
First black Ninja Turtle how I came down
First black Ninja Turtle now I ain't around
Put'n Jody on the place
I'm a marriage-ender
Who gon' do what
Yeah
I ain't scared of a nigga
Yeah, yeah
I'll pull down on you
I'm ain't sparing a nigga
Mmm-hmm
Lemme see you hoes try to weave a hair trigger
Play a crazy game wit' me
Win a crazy prize
My temper sent a nigga 'cause he
Didn't pay his tithes
Before a bullet do
A favor prob'ly claim my life
Get connected in the Buck
I'm the cable guy
Dickridin' ain't networking
It's dickridin'
Yeah yeah
Only room for women on my genetalia
Philla Warrior wit' Heat
Andre Iguodala
Bath like freshwaters of Lake Minnetonka, say
Alchemy the colorway
I'm King Midas
Kick a nigga down a hill
King Leonidas
Got a pack o' peppers on me
Like I'm Peter Piper, say I'm
Dead nice, Gandhi in a cherry coffin
Ultraviolet rays, avoid'n shade
Oopsie-daisy
Porcelain on the vases
Throw rugs paisley
I be tap'n bae pockets now
On my Tom Brady
Bet I dilute'it up wit' a lil' less concentration
Die looted, awww
We play bitches I don't play yo' shit
Wockhardt in the mix
Got my Faygo thick
Blueberry wit' the grapes
Now my Faygo Crip
3 Beans, a lil' squeeze
Give her Play-doh dick, aww
We play bitches we don't play yo' shit
Wockhardt in the mix
Got my Faygo thick
Blueberry wit' the grapes
Now my Faygo Crip
3 Beans, a lil' squeeze
Give her Play-doh dick, awww
You bought the B
You ain't know him as a baby
No if ands or maybes
Hot Boy
As a Juvenile
Fuck a Drake leak
As a B.G. Chopper City
Start on Hawley Street
I'm gainin' momentum
Bitch was talk'n shit 'til I
Gave her a Mentos
Olivia Newton-John
Came to get physical
I just met her here, like
Who came wit' them bitches
This yo' girl
26 for a brick'o 'caine's inexpensive
Always in the field
Just ask the officials
Neph-neph strapped
Ain't gotta pass him a pistol
Ship you the magazine
Then ask you the issue, I
Chose the Hardaway I'm a
Warrior that'll mix you
Skip through
Warm-it-up Chris, missed you
Been cross'n shit
That's a UTEP 2-step
Trill Cosby boolin' in a
2-Stack crew neck
She spit on everything 'cause like my
Brunette do rap
Stallion like Meg WAP
Ooh that's too fat
Knock the pussy out with the
Woo-wamp-boomp-bamp
I ram'd last night
Did your new man do that
5.7 Liter engine it Dodge hoes
7 Ram fleet, wit' the 2 Rams
Blue black
Entire album trash but
2 Jams do slap
West Wing dope like a few gram Toot pack
Instagram pic, give dude head 2 taps
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah look
They be ask'n 'bout me like how why'he Honolulu
Words cast spells, when I spell'm it's a voodoo
Yeah they tried to knock me off my hustle
Nigga mm-mmm
The Smith-Schuster hater try'na
Knock me off my Juju
ELOHIM, Triple-headed hydra Annunaki nigga
Weed keep me outer space blow'd
Like Apollo missions
I be hiding issues from my squad 'cause
They ride and get'cha
In the field, call'n plays
Rock'n my Lombardi fitted
In my Cross Colour joints
Look'n at her Daisy Dukes
Only thing I fear
Are the things of which I'm capable
I don't play your shit
You get no spins inside the neighborhood
Speaking on behalf of
The people that's not able to he
Took a shot and watch his tourney ball
Midwest AAU
Hard to kill but difficult to scare
So it ain't no use
Bring the world peace
Crack the earth in half
Make it two
Try'na build a future for my baby girl to make it to
I be d'n came date just
Old presidential watch
8 Bucks
Quik I'm at the taco truck
Black MC-8 tucked
20 Dollar last broken bean
Here take one
You don't know what Soo Woo mean
Don't say nothin'
See I say
Aye B', he'll press the K-button
Grass low, we can always see the snakes coming
Niggaz take you up top
You ain't take nothing
I'm grind'n in the streets
Like my breaks rub'n
Fuck a nigga bitch
Makin' love to her mind
Her OnlyFans Cash App
Is synced wit' mine
Rest in peace Pimp
Her Bun need some shine
Maaan
I learn the easy tricks first when I skate whores
Nigga how y'all lay'n up
But'chu can't score
Can't afford weight, then
What you date for
Hurricane season that's how I brainstorm
Shut the fuck up and
Stay in your lane, homie
Beef'n wit' girls
We ain't got the same opponents
Your Daddy chatty you was
Born wit' lame components
760 Be my cousin plated name on it
Power major long sleeves wit' the flames on it
Perc-30 how I Supercharge the range on it
On the West Wing, throw the pill
Bang on her
Put a nut on her
This nigga put a name on her
Block'd the bitch shot out-of-bounds
Now the game over
Shit I had ref stripes when she came over
And I mask that too
When I coach hoes
Blow her head off
Act like I don't know hoes
Gone
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Writer(s): Ataah King
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