PLAY

You play, then we gon' put this bitch up on a curb

This a big ol' bully, kitted this bitch up way in a bird

Okay, since he dropped that dixie, get in his shirt

All that shit, he give me dirt, all my shit, AWOL for sure

You know what's the word, pull up, pop out with my glock out

Them little boys got the nerve, heard the opps out, bring the chop out

And Big Gigi did it first, here's a cop out, tell him stop now

Way before that shit was smirked

I was high then, and I'm high now

Ever locked in, dribbin' real blood

He can think I'm sweet, but better I put him in a mud

If you ain't went up to it, at least can't I don't say so in a hood

I don't know why you worry about me

I'm gettin' that cage, just know I'm good

Look what happened to Moda, thought he was safe up on the mat

Fuck a healthcare moda, this bitch came straight up out of there

Look, bro, get up close, seven, six twos all up in his chest

They say I got bolder ever since I came across them racks

I been makin' money moves, make his brother take him out

That's what money do

Better take another route

You see them killers comin' through

This trap like a hunting house

Got shooters all up on me on the roof

Turn the hard top to a coupe

With this chopper, it gon' block

Got real heads on my roster

This nigga's dead, just for reachin' niggas bled

For a dollar, we can play her

How you want her? Just don't involve the fed

And if she meet my bed, then she's a goner

No whole man's get shed

But if she do, I never care

Play with Zoukis and don't stare

He too loose, that nigga's goofy

Won't be surprised he end up dead

If you gon' ride her, you gon' be scared

Tell that pussy nigga to pick a side or end up dead

Drip my flat, that's blowin' red

I pop flats like they my man

Roll up fast, that's today

Yeah, whoever we catch, that nigga dead

No better to play with me, he scared

I'm back in my zone

And ain't no tellin' what I'm on

They thought I was gone

But no, tell them I'm back home

You play, then we gon' put this bitch up on a curb

This a big ol' bully, kitted this bitch up way in a bird

Okay, since he dropped that dixie, get in his shirt

All that shit, he give me dirt, all my shit, AWOL for sure

You know what's the word, pull up, pop out with my glock out

Them little boys got the nerve, heard the opps out, bring the chop out

And Big Gigi did it first, here's a cop out, tell him stop now

Way before that shit was smirked

I was high then, and I'm high now

Ever locked in, dribbin' real blood

He can think I'm sweet, but better I put him in a mud

If you ain't went up to it, at least can't I don't say so in a hood

I don't know why you worry about me

I'm gettin' that cage, just know I'm good