Don't Play ft. Lil Glazed Donut Lyrics

K-baller, Lil Glazed Donut

Let me produce that shit

Hey, it's Traze. Turn it up

Hop on a P.J, I'm gettin' money, so I'ma go hop a Mercedes

On the flyest jet, get the finest check, now that boy all he talkin' is crazy

Why he hatin' on me for the way that I live, but everyday he just be lazy

Why you on your phone in the studio right now? You could be gettin' this paper

Then he hit me up like two minutes ago, I said, I'ma just see you later

Now he comin' back, cause I got this shit, I'ma just call my new homie a traitor

I made it so easy, no easy bake oven, but you can call me a new baker

Made a new wave from a new wave, ain't talkin' color, I'm talkin' that flavor

I ain't here to play, so get out my way

Take her on a date, I ain't here to stay

I don't care, get money regardless

I don't care because I am heartless

He talkin' Polo, don't call him a G

I call up my boy and we hop in that V

Bitches be talkin, just spill the tea

Bitches be talkin, they sleepin' on me

Music is money, you know that I'm right

I don't want fame, I just want that hype

Give me a million dollars overnight

Now that I'm here, you know I am right

For my friends that are family, I'll protect that shit with my life

Fuck that bitch and her Stanley, I don't care if it's her life

Spray, spray, spray, all day, day, day

Shooting from three, you can call me Klay

Just like the Warriors, we're champions, okay?

Better not play

Hop on a P.J, I'm gettin' money, so I'ma go hop a Mercedes

On the flyest jet, get the finest check, now that boy all he talkin' is crazy

Why he hatin' on me for the way that I live, but everyday he just be lazy

Why you on your phone in the studio right now? You could be gettin' this paper

Then he hit me up like two minutes ago, I said, I'ma just see you later

Now he comin' back, cause I got this shit, I'ma just call my new homie a traitor

I made it so easy, no easy bake oven, but you can call me a new baker

Made a new wave from a new wave, ain't talkin' color, I'm talkin' that flavor

I'll get a steal, cause I'm pickin' his pockets

Blast to space, I took off like a rocket

Gettin' this money is my only option

I run this shit, you can call me the mayor

We're not the same and I know it ain't fair

Puttin' on shades, I'ma hide from the glare

Hide from the people, I'm gettin' the air

Ballin' out here, 2017

I'm wakin' up and it's all just a dream

They used to hate, they left me on seen

Now I'm pullin' the K-Baller on scene

Hide from the people, the Cartier shades

I'm cuttin' through like a muh fuckin' blade

I count the money, I hop on a plane

So you cannot say that we are the same

Spray, spray, spray, all day, day, day

Shooting from three, you can call me Klay

Just like the Warriors, we're champions, okay?

Better not play

Hop on a P.J, I'm gettin' money, so I'ma go hop a Mercedes

On the flyest jet, get the finest check, now that boy all he talkin' is crazy

Why he hatin' on me for the way that I live, but everyday he just be lazy

Why you on your phone in the studio right now? You could be gettin' this paper

Then he hit me up like two minutes ago, I said, I'ma just see you later

Now he comin' back, cause I got this shit, I'ma just call my new homie a traitor

I made it so easy, no easy bake oven, but you can call me a new baker

Made a new wave from a new wave, ain't talkin' color, I'm talkin' that flavor