Play Ya Part ft. Winn Lyrics

She wanna bring up my old hoe I told her keep playin' your part

I had to lock up some old doors no I don't know where to start

We was five deep in a four door tryna find somewhere to park

Thought you was with me but oh no I gotta keep goin' hard

We could've quit but we too legit no way we goin' out bad

Hit me a lit five k on a fit I gotta blow me some racks

She got a friend in the back of the coupe I gotta make us some room

Don't worry about what they assume

Still tapped in with my goons

I'm from the bricks yeah its tatted on me

Can't fuck with that boy cause he ratted on me

It ain't no way I won't have it on me

Grabbing her ass and she sat it on me

Came a long way so I cannot trip on you tryna leave cause I'ma keep cumming

Having my way I'm making it flip no I cannot trip I go andre Drummond

She tryna say it's a rebound

Okay it's all about me now

I see Chanel on your feet now

I'm starting think that you senile

Check out the posture it's gonna cost ya

How you gon' act when I put it on top ya

You got my back and I ain't gotta watch ya

Dive in that water with Louis V. goggles

Switch up my style now I'm goin' proper

You switchin' up and no I won't stop ya

Play with the ones that I love I'm a pop ya

I had to get my check up like a doctor

Fly like a jet and a plane, helicopter

I'm in the air where they can't see me

In my own lane they just wanna be me

All in my lane I need you to freeze me

She wanna bring up my old hoe I told her keep playin' your part

I had to lock up some old doors no I don't know where to start

We was five deep in a four door tryna find somewhere to park

Thought you was with me but oh no I gotta keep goin' hard

We could've quit but we too legit no way we goin' out bad

Hit me a lit five k on a fit I gotta blow me some racks

She got a friend in the back of the coupe I gotta make us some room

Don't worry about what they assume

Still tapped in with my goons

Still tapped in, still tapped in Still tapped in, still tapped in

Still tapped in, still tapped in

Yeah, yeah, let's go

Don't worry about none of these bitches

Put you in a new condo by Lennox

You know I could've hit all your friends but I ain't tryna put them in the business

Know you lucky you got you a don dotta

Run it up we ain't havin' no money problems

Put you in Chanel and the newest prada

I'ma treat you like you was my only daughter

Nigga run up with 50 in fendi boots

You ain't gotta come tell me I'm in the loop

Without knowin' I already know who is who

Know I'm spillin' I ain't gotta come steal the juice

Put you in a new birkin drink Minute Maid

I had ran up a sixteen eleventh grade

All my bitches they fine they gettin paid

Nigga whipping the new coupe lookin' like a slave

You ain't gotta come tell me I'm in the mix

All of my bitches they bad they thick

That's just me keepin' it a whole hundred

Turn some fine shit to a roadrunner

Make em look good like they nose runnin'

Yeah, they nose runnin

She wanna bring up my old hoe I told her keep playin' your part

I had to lock up some old doors no I don't know where to start

We was five deep in a four door tryna find somewhere to park

Thought you was with me but oh no I gotta keep goin' hard

We could've quit but we too legit no way we goin' out bad

Hit me a lit five k on a fit I gotta blow me some racks

She got a friend in the back of the coupe I gotta make us some room

Don't worry about what they assume

Still tapped in with my goons

I'm from the bricks yeah its tatted on me

Can't fuck with that boy cause he ratted on me

It ain't no way I won't have it on me

Grabbing her ass and she sat it on me

Came a long way so I cannot trip on you tryna leave cause I'ma keep cumming

Having my way I'm making it flip no I cannot trip I go andre Drummond

Still tapped in, still tapped in Still tapped in, still tapped in

Still tapped in, yeah