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Don't Play With It lyrics

Performers GunnaYoung Thug

Don't Play With It song lyrics by Gunna official

Don't Play With It is a song in English

It's in the cup, I cannot miss
I took a risk, I done got rich
My jewelry's crisp, shit on your bitch
Ice out your wrist, ayy
Make you a wish, blow me a kiss
I sip the six, spot 'em too big
I don't get Cris, I'm high as it get
Addys and grits, ayy
Don't play with it
I'm clutchin' all day with it
Smoke 'em and slay with it
AK, SK with me
My homie's my backbone
I'm gettin' my racks on
Don't play with it
Better not play with it

I'm slayin' your lady
I just came out to tell you I made it
We shootin' at the coppers
If they come to the spot, tryna raid it
Hurricane blue bitch
Bitch green like Malu, yeah
Black diamonds on me like the tint on the coupe, yeah
Penthouse suite, me and my crew, yeah
We are in her mouth, she like group sex
Quick, take an addy, she don't do X
She say ooh zaddy, I like your new Patek
Attic attic attic, attic attic attic
I took another one yeah, DJ Khaled took another one, yeah
Got new Coogis on, yeah
Look like I'm 'bout to go brazy on your ass
Attic attic attic, attic attic attic
I sip lean on her dresses, woo-oh
Red monkey jeans, ain't a blessin', woo-oh
These niggas so mad they steamin' for nothin', woo-oh
Got bunch of stripes on me
I put Celine all on on they faces, hmm
I iced the toasters like I'm precious, hmm
I took a jet across the nation, hmm
Put Prince and Curtis on my bracelet, hmm

It's in the cup, I cannot miss
I took a risk, I done got rich
My jewelry's crisp, shit on your bitch
Ice out your wrist, ayy
Make you a wish, blow me a kiss
I sip the six, spot 'em too big
I don't get Cris, I'm high as it get
Addys and grits, ayy
Don't play with it
I'm clutchin' all day with it
Smoke 'em and slay with it
AK, SK with me
My homie's my backbone
I'm gettin' my racks on
Don't play with it
Better not play with it

Fuckin' with the dog, it be Russian Roulette
I got tints on the coupe, same color as the TEC
Got an old lady, and we pillow talk, ooh
Eighty pointer on my nizzeck, yeah nothin' but big 'guets
I spent thirty five hundred on a Louis crewneck
Cousin slime, get you whacked, he gon' cause a correct
Pillow talkin' in the Maybach, oh
Livin' large and really rich, oh
I'm addicted to this money
Go apeshit like Harambe
Catch me drippin', swag my fengshui
Gettin' money every other day
Count that money, ain't shit nothin' fake
Top floor condo, won't you come and stay
Keep a hundred, don't you ever pay

It's in the cup, I cannot miss
I took a risk, I done got rich
My jewelry's crisp, shit on your bitch
Ice out your wrist, ayy
Make you a wish, blow me a kiss
I sip the six, spot 'em too big
I don't get Cris, I'm high as it get
Addys and grits, ayy
Don't play with it
I'm clutchin' all day with it
Smoke 'em and slay with it
AK, SK with me
My homie's my backbone
I'm gettin' my racks on
Don't play with it
Better not play with it
Lyrics copyright : legal lyrics licensed by Lyricfind.
No unauthorized reproduction of lyric.
Writers: Jeffery Lamar Williams, Sergio Kitchens, Wesley Tyler Glass
Copyright: Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Ultra Tunes

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