"Play It Smart" lyrics
Drop the bag, hang out the window, let that switch get him
Ran up some pape', now I'm saddity, I don't even fuck with niggas
My bitch a ten, but I don't like trickin' 'cause that's a bad decision
Ran it up, I told grandma don't trip, chill out, be glad we did it
Wearin' shit I can't pronounce, these fuckers too fast, I keep on missin' the exit
Hop out the 'Cat and then pop, better watch your head, fuckboy, we the ones who steppin'
All them hoes gon' come back, pay they debt, 'cause I'm richer than all my exes
I know all my opp blocks had got swept 'cause I'm the one who swept 'em
I know all these opp-ass niggas broke 'cause they can't up a ten
Nigga paid for a G2C but gave nothin' to his kid
Nigga come home actin' like he hard, but bitched out on that bid
Nigga mad at TKey 'cause he hot, nigga, get back for that shit
Better not catch one of these niggas movin' opp 'cause I'm gon' pull they card
Niggas know 'bout me, check my report, I send shit to the stars
Niggas hate the kid 'cause 'fore I was lit, he got robbed for his shit
I can't drop the pot, when shit get hot, I just go throw on a mitt
And I'm drivin', fucker fast on regular, I might just throw on a kit
Bedtime, when we come through, lay down, nigga, we spankin' shit
When I die, better not duck your taco, boy, I'm comin' (Arriba)
Bitch-ass nigga, don't start that police shit on the 'Gram, we'll come through dumpin'
I ain't had shit, I had to pay the blogs to post a nigga for twenty-four hundred
Now they be dick ridin', postin' Lil Tony, damn, shawty finna fuck up the summer
Come through in some big-body shit, no Hummer, huh, fuck nigga, I'm thumpin'
Ain't runnin' from nothin', nigga, bring it, we can run it
Name somethin' gangster, everything, I done it
Drop the bag, hang out the window, let that switch get him
Ran up some pape', now I'm saddity, I don't even fuck with niggas
My bitch a ten, but I don't like trickin' 'cause that's a bad decision
Ran it up, I told grandma don't trip, chill out, be glad we did it
Wearin' shit I can't pronounce, these fuckers too fast, I keep on missin' the exit
Hop out the 'Cat and then pop, better watch your head, fuckboy, we the ones who steppin'
All them hoes gon' come back, pay they debt, 'cause I'm richer than all my exes
I know all my opp blocks had got swept 'cause I'm the one who swept 'em
Nigga, check the score
That shit had happened and we had upped it by four, haha
Ran up some pape', now I'm saddity, I don't even fuck with niggas
My bitch a ten, but I don't like trickin' 'cause that's a bad decision
Ran it up, I told grandma don't trip, chill out, be glad we did it
Wearin' shit I can't pronounce, these fuckers too fast, I keep on missin' the exit
Hop out the 'Cat and then pop, better watch your head, fuckboy, we the ones who steppin'
All them hoes gon' come back, pay they debt, 'cause I'm richer than all my exes
I know all my opp blocks had got swept 'cause I'm the one who swept 'em
I know all these opp-ass niggas broke 'cause they can't up a ten
Nigga paid for a G2C but gave nothin' to his kid
Nigga come home actin' like he hard, but bitched out on that bid
Nigga mad at TKey 'cause he hot, nigga, get back for that shit
Better not catch one of these niggas movin' opp 'cause I'm gon' pull they card
Niggas know 'bout me, check my report, I send shit to the stars
Niggas hate the kid 'cause 'fore I was lit, he got robbed for his shit
I can't drop the pot, when shit get hot, I just go throw on a mitt
And I'm drivin', fucker fast on regular, I might just throw on a kit
Bedtime, when we come through, lay down, nigga, we spankin' shit
When I die, better not duck your taco, boy, I'm comin' (Arriba)
Bitch-ass nigga, don't start that police shit on the 'Gram, we'll come through dumpin'
I ain't had shit, I had to pay the blogs to post a nigga for twenty-four hundred
Now they be dick ridin', postin' Lil Tony, damn, shawty finna fuck up the summer
Come through in some big-body shit, no Hummer, huh, fuck nigga, I'm thumpin'
Ain't runnin' from nothin', nigga, bring it, we can run it
Name somethin' gangster, everything, I done it
Drop the bag, hang out the window, let that switch get him
Ran up some pape', now I'm saddity, I don't even fuck with niggas
My bitch a ten, but I don't like trickin' 'cause that's a bad decision
Ran it up, I told grandma don't trip, chill out, be glad we did it
Wearin' shit I can't pronounce, these fuckers too fast, I keep on missin' the exit
Hop out the 'Cat and then pop, better watch your head, fuckboy, we the ones who steppin'
All them hoes gon' come back, pay they debt, 'cause I'm richer than all my exes
I know all my opp blocks had got swept 'cause I'm the one who swept 'em
Nigga, check the score
That shit had happened and we had upped it by four, haha
