Playing Games ft. Nonchalant ii Lyrics

Poor ass cheap ass

Rey called he got 100 grits sitting in the stash

Backpack za packs brodie hit the engine fast

If the boys got behind us so we gotta do they ass

You know what's riding in this car is a risk if we get caught

Hell nah we ain't leasing you know the scat we got bought

Don't become white chalk for thinking your ass the hulk

Boy these bullets come from Egypt so they harder than a bolt

Keep it up bro gone send yo Tony ass up to the stars

Nah he ain't make it far B chocked him like he Bart

Boy the shit we got exclusive it'll send yo ass to Mars

The scat damn near smacked leaving the bar

I talk in code like a sell all kinds of of shit Tony Stark

All the opps tryna link tell em meet me at the park

Boy this chopper really spark, fuck love chrome hearts

He a track star so I hit heem with a dart

Yea yea

Me and bro stay equipped like we a soldier

Shooting every time we get a shot Kyle Korver

Why the opps catching bodies then telling law and order

Get the work vacuum seal it then ship it cross the border

I'm in the club selling dubs man I feel like Rich Porter

Made that bitch fall in love off the drugs I don't know her

Fuck her once give her to the gang yeah hand her over

These forgiatos leaving stains when I bend around that corner

I just ran thru a load told bro add me up

The opps ran from the smoke how them niggas is some thugs

Remember being up in school breaking rules selling drugs

But it's coo my teacher knew when she seen with them blues

Remember trapping out a mini van now we inna coop

Remember busting down every gram now we send em thru

If you stand on yo business man you will never lose

Turn 10 into 50 bands now I'm acting rude