Play With Me

I be makin’ money every day of the motherfuckin’ week

Poppin’ and sippin’ and maybe on a little of that THC

Love it when they run, got these pussys runnin’ up a tree

I know you see the arsenal, what makes you think you can play me?

Mask on tight, I’m a ghost in the static (rah!)

Bite my tongue, then I turn to a savage

Talk that tough, get flipped like magic

I don’t do peace, I do full automatic

Heart full of rage, no love, no hope (nah!)

Black band tee, I don’t care who choke

Step too close, I’ma break that throat

Ain’t no rules when you’re built from smoke (grrah!)

I be makin’ money every day of the motherfuckin’ week

Poppin’ and sippin’ and maybe on a little of that THC

Love it when they run, got these pussys runnin’ up a tree

I know you see the arsenal, what makes you think you can play me?

Step to me wrong, that’s your last breath (yeah)

Whole crowd silent when they face death

No soul left, I been past stress

I just want blood, not a paycheck (uh)

Kill the vibe when I step in the room (step!)

All black fit like a god of doom

Boom! 808s shake tombs

You talk loud but you die too soon (grrah!)

I be makin’ money every day of the motherfuckin’ week (week!)

Poppin’ and sippin’ and maybe on a little of that THC (skrrt!)

Love it when they run, got these pussys runnin’ up a tree (rah!)

I know you see the arsenal, what makes you think you can play me?! (grrah!)