"PLAY BALL" lyrics
[OhGeesy:]
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (D-Diego)
I got molly, I got white, I got eights, dog (Eights, dog)
Tell the opps, "Batter up," we could play ball (Play ball)
I ain't never been a hater, but I hate y'all
Five, four, three, two, one, I take off (Go)
I got molly, I got white, I got eights, dog (Eights, dog)
Tell the opps, "Batter up," we could play ball (Play ball)
I ain't never been a hater, but I hate y'all
Five, four, three, two, one, I take off (Go)
This ain't boxing, we not havin' a face-off (Ayy)
Load the Drac' up and let it take a face off (Grrt)
Whippin' chicken in the kitchen, have a bake-off (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Two-bitch competition, it's a cake-off (Woah)
I done sold a lot of Oxy and some Adderall (Adderall)
Everybody wanna win and I ain't mad at y'all (I ain't mad at y'all)
Every different type of bitch, I done had 'em all (Had 'em all)
And I ain't never cuffed one, I just hand 'em off (Go)
All the hoes wanna drink, bring the alcohol
Takin' shots in this bitch like it's basketball (Like it's basketball)
I'ma dive in the pussy like a cannonball
Private dinner, good lobster and tomahawks
Why you worried 'bout me? Where your bitches at? (Where your bitches at?)
And anywhere Geesy go, that's where the switches at
And any world Geesy at, that's where the bitches at
I need a bitch to bust it open that's gon' bring it back, ayy
I got molly, I got white, I got eights, dog (I got eights, dog)
Tell the opps, "Batter up," we could play ball (Batter up)
I ain't never been a hater, but I hate y'all (But I hate niggas)
Five, four, three, two, one, I take off (Go)
I got molly, I got white, I got eights, dog (I got all that)
Tell the opps, "Batter up," we could play ball (Batter up)
I ain't never been a hater, but I hate y'all (But I hate niggas)
Five, four, three, two, one, I take off (D-Diego, skrrt, skrrt, go)
[Fenix Flexin:]
I got water, I got tan, I got black, baby (I got black, baby)
I'm really havin' shit my way for a crack baby (For a crack baby)
Told lil' baby, "Keep it cute, don't you act crazy" (Keep it cute)
I'm just tryna crack, baby
Pull up in 4Matic matte black with them racks, baby (But you knew that)
And what you thought this shit was, bitch? (Huh?)
A trophy and you know it, I'm gon' do what I does, bitch
I got her cryin' on the phone askin' why I fucked her friend (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Number one, you ain't my bitch, and for two, because I can
I'm a slimy nigga (Slimy nigga), real grimy nigga (Real grimy nigga)
Like fuck this rap shit, nigga dissin', I bet he dyin', nigga (I bet he dyin')
Playin' hide-and-seek with them niggas, I'm quick to find a nigga
Me and Geesy in that striker, drop skeezy and let that fire hit him (Hah, hah, brrt)
It's a man down, nigga, go pick your mans up (It's a man down)
7-6-2s made him flip, he on the ground with his pants down, had a blam tucked (Bwah, bwah)
Why you ain't shootin'? (Bitch)
Batter up, we got tactics, it's a cold maneuver (We got tactics)
[OhGeesy:]
I got molly, I got white, I got eights, dog (Eights, dog)
Tell the opps, "Batter up," we could play ball (Play ball)
I ain't never been a hater, but I hate y'all
Five, four, three, two, one, I take off (Go)
I got molly, I got white, I got eights, dog (Eights, dog)
Tell the opps, "Batter up," we could play ball (Play ball)
I ain't never been a hater, but I hate y'all
Five, four, three, two, one, I take off (Go)
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (D-Diego)
I got molly, I got white, I got eights, dog (Eights, dog)
Tell the opps, "Batter up," we could play ball (Play ball)
I ain't never been a hater, but I hate y'all
Five, four, three, two, one, I take off (Go)
I got molly, I got white, I got eights, dog (Eights, dog)
Tell the opps, "Batter up," we could play ball (Play ball)
I ain't never been a hater, but I hate y'all
Five, four, three, two, one, I take off (Go)
This ain't boxing, we not havin' a face-off (Ayy)
Load the Drac' up and let it take a face off (Grrt)
Whippin' chicken in the kitchen, have a bake-off (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Two-bitch competition, it's a cake-off (Woah)
I done sold a lot of Oxy and some Adderall (Adderall)
Everybody wanna win and I ain't mad at y'all (I ain't mad at y'all)
Every different type of bitch, I done had 'em all (Had 'em all)
And I ain't never cuffed one, I just hand 'em off (Go)
All the hoes wanna drink, bring the alcohol
Takin' shots in this bitch like it's basketball (Like it's basketball)
I'ma dive in the pussy like a cannonball
Private dinner, good lobster and tomahawks
Why you worried 'bout me? Where your bitches at? (Where your bitches at?)
And anywhere Geesy go, that's where the switches at
And any world Geesy at, that's where the bitches at
I need a bitch to bust it open that's gon' bring it back, ayy
I got molly, I got white, I got eights, dog (I got eights, dog)
Tell the opps, "Batter up," we could play ball (Batter up)
I ain't never been a hater, but I hate y'all (But I hate niggas)
Five, four, three, two, one, I take off (Go)
I got molly, I got white, I got eights, dog (I got all that)
Tell the opps, "Batter up," we could play ball (Batter up)
I ain't never been a hater, but I hate y'all (But I hate niggas)
Five, four, three, two, one, I take off (D-Diego, skrrt, skrrt, go)
[Fenix Flexin:]
I got water, I got tan, I got black, baby (I got black, baby)
I'm really havin' shit my way for a crack baby (For a crack baby)
Told lil' baby, "Keep it cute, don't you act crazy" (Keep it cute)
I'm just tryna crack, baby
Pull up in 4Matic matte black with them racks, baby (But you knew that)
And what you thought this shit was, bitch? (Huh?)
A trophy and you know it, I'm gon' do what I does, bitch
I got her cryin' on the phone askin' why I fucked her friend (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Number one, you ain't my bitch, and for two, because I can
I'm a slimy nigga (Slimy nigga), real grimy nigga (Real grimy nigga)
Like fuck this rap shit, nigga dissin', I bet he dyin', nigga (I bet he dyin')
Playin' hide-and-seek with them niggas, I'm quick to find a nigga
Me and Geesy in that striker, drop skeezy and let that fire hit him (Hah, hah, brrt)
It's a man down, nigga, go pick your mans up (It's a man down)
7-6-2s made him flip, he on the ground with his pants down, had a blam tucked (Bwah, bwah)
Why you ain't shootin'? (Bitch)
Batter up, we got tactics, it's a cold maneuver (We got tactics)
[OhGeesy:]
I got molly, I got white, I got eights, dog (Eights, dog)
Tell the opps, "Batter up," we could play ball (Play ball)
I ain't never been a hater, but I hate y'all
Five, four, three, two, one, I take off (Go)
I got molly, I got white, I got eights, dog (Eights, dog)
Tell the opps, "Batter up," we could play ball (Play ball)
I ain't never been a hater, but I hate y'all
Five, four, three, two, one, I take off (Go)
