Lil Durk – Play With Us (feat. Kevin Gates) Lyrics

Lil Durk – Play With Us (feat. Kevin Gates) Lyrics
Play With Us
Lil Durk (feat. Kevin Gates)
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    "Play With Us." - Lil Durk (feat. Kevin Gates)

    Album: Signed to the Streets 3
    Track No: 08

    Nigga with a bag, that's why them older niggas hated him
    Know that ain't he goin', he'll crack a nigga cranium
    Bigger than a mob, can't be touched, titanium
    Gang goin' harder, dare a nigga to come and play with us
    Stripper bitches mad 'cause I fucked her friend at stadium
    Bitch know she done lost her whole life 'cause she ain't stay with us
    Niggas know they'll lose they whole life if they play with us
    Niggas know they'll lose they life if they play with us
    Niggas know they be super goofy, they can't hang with us
    She live for show, I just bought Chanel because she pigeon-toed
    Pinky rose, I ain't talkin' champagne but they live for sure
    Old days, we was havin' shootouts up in broad day
    Hallways, mamas kick us out, that was always
    Street shit, streets want anyone our age
    Bro was found guilty with fourteen, boy them dog days
    I know a rich nigga that'll kill you for some Balmains
    Last nigga, say fuck my guys, now they all dead
    I done got my bitch super pregnant, got 'em all mad
    My guys fuck with your guys, then it's mob ties
    Met a bougie bitch, said she ain't going, I took her to Popeyes
    Why lie? She ain't pull her pants down, bye-bye
    Why lie? I got six kids, I'm a da-da
    Ride in that McLaren, when I see 'em, I'ma drive by
    And you not my family, you ain't around me, on God, God
    No, no, no, no, no
    When you smoking on exotic, you need top notch
    Shout WorldStar, on the come up, gave me top box
    No, no, niggas know they lyin', they say they got opps
    Nigga with a bag, that's why them older niggas hated him
    Know that ain't he goin', he'll crack a nigga cranium
    Bigger than a mob, can't be touched, titanium
    Gang goin' harder, dare a nigga to come and play with us
    Stripper bitches mad 'cause I fucked her friend at stadium
    Bitch know she done lost her whole life 'cause she ain't stay with us
    Niggas know they'll lose they whole life if they play with us
    Niggas know they'll lose they life if they play with us
    Took my last thirty shams, I bought a gram and got back in it
    Always fallin' off in the mall, flexin' for the bitches
    OG Boobie, top lieutenant, look him dead in his eyes
    BreadWinner homicide, and now we on the rise
    Foreign car pull in, oriental headlights
    Starving in the trenches, one day we'll be just fine
    I was gettin' them in high school, only rule is don't lie to me
    See the belt, I'm a fly shooter, send the addy, I'll fly to it
    Pourin' up the lean, droppin' bracelets in the cup
    All this ice, I'ma die for it
    All I ever wanted was a whip and to ride Forgis
    Big booty bitch lounge around while we loud blowin'
    Pen bump the hip and I'ma still be around for it
    Nigga with a bag, that's why them older niggas hated him
    Know that ain't he goin', he'll crack a nigga cranium
    Bigger than a mob, can't be touched, titanium
    Gang goin' harder, dare a nigga to come and play with us
    Stripper bitches mad 'cause I fucked her friend at stadium
    Bitch know she done lost her whole life 'cause she ain't stay with us
    Niggas know they'll lose they whole life if they play with us
    Niggas know they'll lose they life if they play with us
    And I scream "I'm from the Lam'," I gotta let 'em know
    He told on the whole mob, that's why they let him go
    He first got locked up, ain't sent money, I sent letters though
    My big bro had the D-line locked, it was in a finger four
    He was on that block, you know what's up, what we did for Mo
    Go fuck on me then fuck my mans, I don't get these hoes
    Booka said he catch that bag, he gon' get D Rose
    I ain't gon' lie, I tricked off once, I bought some Jimmy Choo's
    Knew I was a star, dropped that song, I got some good reviews
    Ain't gon' say her name but the bitch had bust me down for Fendi boots
    And that nigga you callin' your big bro, I seen him gettin' hoed
    Every time we come through swaggin', they wanna be us
    Bitches always put they head down like they don't see us
    They in the back of the plane, seat 27, had to key us
    He don't know how to work no gun, he say it jammed but it was de-cocked
    Nigga with a bag, that's why them older niggas hated him
    Know that ain't he goin', he'll crack a nigga cranium
    Bigger than a mob, can't be touched, titanium
    Gang goin' harder, dare a nigga to come and play with us
    Stripper bitches mad 'cause I fucked her friend at stadium
    Bitch know she done lost her whole life 'cause she ain't stay with us
    Niggas know they'll lose they whole life if they play with us
    Niggas know they'll lose they life if they play with us

    Writer(s): Epikh Pro, Lil Durk, Kevin Gates.

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