Gunna – Don't Play With It (feat. Young Thug) Lyrics

Gunna – Don't Play With It (feat. Young Thug) Lyrics
Don't Play With It
Gunna (feat. Young Thug)
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    "Don't Play With It." - Gunna (feat. Young Thug)

    Album: Drip or Drown
    Track No: 06
    Extended clip, I cannot miss, I took a risk, I done got rich
    My jewelry's crisp, shit on your bitch, ice out your wrist, ay
    Make you a wish, blow me a kiss, I sip the six, bottles of it
    I don't get Chris, I'm high as it get, addys and grits, ay
    Don't play with it, I'm clutchin' all day with it
    Smoke 'em and slay with it, AK, SK with me
    My homies my backbone, I'm gon' get my racks on
    Don't play with it, better not play with it, yeah
    I'm slayin' your lady, I just came out to tell you I made it
    We shootin' at the coppers, if they come to the spot, tryna raid it
    Hurricane blue bitch, bitch green like my loot, yeah
    Black diamonds on me like the tint on the coupe, yeah
    Penthouse suite, me and my crew, yeah
    We all in her mouth, she like rude sex
    Quick, take an addy, she don't do X
    She say, ooh, daddy, I like your new Patek
    Addy, addy, addy, addy, addy, addy
    I took another one yeah, DJ Khaled took another one, yeah
    Got new Gucci's on, yeah, look like I'm 'bout to go bungee jumpin', yeah
    Addy, addy, addy, addy, addy, addy
    I sip lean on her dresses, woo
    Red monkey jeans, ain't a blessin', woo
    These **** so mad they steamin' for nothin', woo
    Got princess cuts on me
    I put Celine all on on they faces, hmm
    I iced the toasters like I'm precious, hmm
    I took a jet across the nation, hmm
    Put princess cuts inside my bracelet, hmm
    Extended clip, I cannot miss, I took a risk, I done got rich
    My jewelry's crisp, shit on your bitch, ice out your wrist, ay
    Make you a wish, blow me a kiss, I sip the six, bottles of it
    I don't get Chris, I'm high as it get, addys and grits, ay
    Don't play with it, I'm clutchin' all day with it
    Smoke 'em and slay with it, AK, SK with me
    My homies my backbone, I'm gon' get my racks on
    Don't play with it, better not play with it, yeah
    Fuckin' with the dawg, it be Russian Roulette
    I got tints on the coupe, same color as the TEC
    Got an old lady and we pillow talk, ooh
    Eighty pointer on my nizzeck, yeah, nothin' but baguettes
    I spent thirty-five hundred on a Louis crewneck
    Call some slimes, get you whacked, it's gon' cost a cool rack
    Pillow talkin' in the Maybach, oh, livin' large and really rich, oh
    I'm addicted to this money, go apeshit like Harambe
    Catch me drippin', swag my fengshui
    Gettin' money every other day
    Count that money, ain't shit nothin' fake
    Top floor condo, won't you come and stay?
    Keep a hunnid, don't you ever pay
    Extended clip, I cannot miss, I took a risk, I done got rich
    My jewelry's crisp, shit on your bitch, ice out your wrist, ay
    Make you a wish, blow me a kiss, I sip the six, bottles of it
    I don't get Chris, I'm high as it get, addys and grits, ay
    Don't play with it, I'm clutchin' all day with it
    Smoke 'em and slay with it, AK, SK with me
    My homies my backbone, I'm gon' get my racks on
    Don't play with it, better not play with it, yeah

    Writer(s): Wheezy, Gunna, Young Thug.

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