Don't Play Me

[Hook][x2] I fucked your lady, she said I’m wavy Don’t try to play me, these niggas crazy We got dope like it’s from the 80s Don’t try to play me, don’t try to play me [Verse 1 – Smoke DZA] Don’t try to play me, don’t try to play me She threw the pussy like she Tom Brady She said she pregnant need some cash for AD But how she pregnant, guess her mouth had babies I pulled up, hit her, all in my Mercades Doggy bit my style, I’m still shocked, on rabies It’s all gravy, I’m extra wavy Diamonds dancing like it’s hearing break beats God damn I’m cold, when I’m in my mode, should have a zillion souls Really fucking cool jet Young niggas ain’t done with school and yet From the AM to the PM, take advantage, carpe diem Niggas rode up your per diem, got your BM in my DMs [Hook][x2] [Verse 2 – Curren$y] Air max 87, my closet is sneaker heaven Stepping in and out some fresh ones Not a scuff on my right or left one Veteran, young style learn ya how to earn it Parlay little bit but don’t burn it I’m really cool i could freeze the furnace Watch me turn this corner into a company Baby girl got good sense too, that’s why she fuck with me Cool sitting, twisting glue sticks, to ride with new shit Fool this the set at your motherfucking neck To your death, filling bags with that money till it’s nothing left Then we left, smoking Js on the jet Shoot a jumper with my left, just to flex the range Pull my truck in front the club to do the same [Hook][x2]