Catchin Plays Lyrics

I was locked in da can For about three months

Thinkin' damn cleno, you shoulda ran

Niggas, they knew not to play with me, though

Cause this shit can get dirty like my name was Dan

Call up, li cey he'll spin on yo shit super quick

You would think that that boy was a fan

We got da za, if you blow shit'll

Have your eyes low Get to lookin' like we from Japan

Nigga jus like Johnny I was in a cage

Bag that boy up like I'm sponsored from Lay's

Who do you know that'll get locked up

Use a jail phone and still be catchin' plays

I feel like it's crazy that I ain't never

had no job And a young nigga still gettin' paid

And you'll think li cey play for the clippers

I promise to God, he'll give you a fade

Nigga, hold on Tryna take from Lil' Cleno

You gon' meet the face, man

Nigga, can't run from dis, flrrd

No, you can't get away, we gon' stay on yo ass like a waistband

Hit at a bitch, nigga, ahh with a micro Drake Put a shout-out to my nigga, J-Man

Paint the bitch up on the wall, we don't play by the law

Shake em up like a motherfuckin' spray can

I got a button on back of this Glock and it

Whoop, niggas, I call it a switch Bitch, I feel like Klay

Shoot this bitch deep from the three, niggas know that I could never miss

I throw a fuck nigga ass in the lake, only way you can find him is if you a fish

ARP, blow this bitch out the back of the window like Hershey it give you a kiss

Let me get back to this shit, I was locked up, only 15 minutes to make a call

No, I wasn't goin' for shit, I was makin' bout three,

Standin' up by the motherfuckin wall

I'm tryna knock the meat out of a fuck nigga taco and shoot at his ass till he fall

I ain't no shark, but I'll fuck round and

Bite on your hoe and then put my dick all in ha jaws

Hoe tryna fuck, let ha stay for the weekend

Nigga, can't swim, throw his ass in the deep end

Since a lil jit, I been jumped off the porch, I never

had a job, so I just get to sleep in

I know that I said I never had a job, but

I promise I get to this shit, I'ma scamma

Boy, I feel like Bob, I'll build me a bitch

And Still fuck around and hit a nigga ass with a hammer

I'm hard with this shit, I'll blow like an elephant, niggas, they know that I come from the Bama

It's a white bitch in the back of the party, she tryna get geek, call her Hannah Montana

I was writin' songs in the back of my journal

She got on her knees, call Lil' Cleno a colonel

Big ass 40, gon' come out this Glock hit his ass with the fi, catch that boy, I'ma burn him