Play It Lyrics

Tell me how you feeling get it off yo chest and say it

Asking God for blessings on my knees I get to praying

My new thing she too gutta she don't talk but I bet she spray it

I ain't no rookie bitch I ball out every game watch how I play it

Doctor gave me hydros Im too high up off these meds

Take em to the head

Got drunk and flipped the ATV I damn near lost my head

I was out for like 2 months but Im back running to that bread

Going outside way too played

Im still in chains like ima slave

Buy my bitch some bathing ape

I pop this ecs I'll start a rave

Like a maid I clean up way too well

I hit his hoe can't kiss and tell

She feeling me my name is Braille

I get in mode I give em hell

I am not a pastor but I might preach and give a sermon

You get in that jam and watch yo people get to turning

Cant put my trust in everyone that's something that Im learning

If this shit ain't beneficial watch this bridge gone get to burning

Yeah franks and jacksons calling both my lines Im finna merge it

After this i turn my phone off I cant talk I stopped the service

that call was urgent

Get from around me if you nervous

Im so high I started swervin

I be damned if I get sick swear I was leaning I was perking

I get a dollar put digits to work

Ain't with all the extra shit figures come first

Pull up to the scene in a 2 seater vert

Bad bitch on my hip with my hand up her skirt

Watch out for snakes in the cut they be lurking

Stopped fucking with xannies they closing the curtains

Tryna talk to a millie we chop it im flirting

Ill never go back to the times i was hurting

Ill tell you that shit is for certain

Ill write out a story like Im tim burton

Got rid of my hoes all these bitches is burdens

Im not who I was but Im liking this version

He not who he say why these niggas be perping

muslim plug wrapped the bows in a turban

Im smoking on kush and the label say durban

Im drinking tequila dont pass me a bourbon

Tell me how you feeling get it off yo chest and say it

Asking God for blessings on my knees I get to praying

My new thing she too gutta she don't talk but I bet she spray it

I aint no rookie bitch i ball out every game watch how I play it

I get drunk and get to blackin

I say I love her Im just mackin

She fell for it bitch you slackin

I barely like you I be acting

He tryna cop I bet I tax em

Pack too loud I bubble wrap em

Got to college I got to trappin

Covid hit I got to rapping

Broke and bummy thats 2 Ls

Pied Piped his bitch and now lil mama call me kells

Bitches you trippin you went off the rails

Told her watch her mouth because you walking on eggshells

Package in the mail

I get green just like its kale

You cant match my wood that shit you rolled up damn near stale

These bitches be choosing got a bunch right in my lair

Took a nigga main ain't spit no game this shit ain't fair

Cut his water off now he can't breathe ain't got no air