Testo Play - Kodak Black feat. Lil Crix
Testo della canzone Play (Kodak Black feat. Lil Crix), tratta dall'album Kutthroat Bill: Vol. 1
He on a plate, he ate
Niggas keep dyin' that way, keep fryin' that way
Niggas gettin' fried like chicken and shit
KFC, nigga, we kill 'em for Crix
Hit a nigga ass with a three-piece combo, his mom, his bro, his sis
Got an opp bitch in the back of the Rolls
I better not see a nigga crackin' no .4's (let's go)
Give me a play, I bet I'ma flip that
I'm in the hood, ridin' 'round with a six-pack
I got a Glock with a beam
If I catch an opp, he gon' scream
I got them Zoes on my team
Just made six hundred off streams
Just made six hundred off streams
(And we're throwin' that bitch to the trap, on gang)
Let's go
It's crazy, I came here from nothin'
Now walk around, I'm the motherfuckin' man in my city
I show a nigga no pity, your mama, your brother
Your sister, your kids, your bitties
I don't give a fuck who you call
A nigga can never say, "How Lil Crix assed out"
I drop an opp like he passed out
Shoot kids and his hos, throw his ass in a blunt, gassed out (let's go)
When I'm all in public, that heater tucked
On blood, y'all know how I give it up
I don't give a fuck who you with
I ain't sparin' shit
Cashin' that bag like Allstate
Burn like some plastic in broad day
Bullets make you sing like Rod Wave
M16, they all spray
New Versaces, it's all suede
Ten Ps, they all weight
Six thots, they all slay, ay
They ask me, like, why I don't be social
Like, why I don't be talkin'
I told they ass, we really in the street, fo' sho'
These peons don't know what a six-pack is, that's 72 ounces
But, gang, let's get it piped up
On gang (gang)
Let's go
Give me a play, I bet I'ma flip that
I'm in the hood, ridin' 'round with a six-pack
I got a Glock with a beam
If I catch an opp, he gon' scream
I got them Zoes on my team
Just made six hundred off streams
Just made six hundred off streams
(And we throwin' that bitch to the trap)
Let's go
I don't even cap on no beat, on blood, you're payin' for this fee
What I look like payin' for a fee?
Now Dre don't get put on a tee
Lil' bro on your bush like a bee
This MAC have you stuck like a tree, yeah
Tec beat a bitch, Jerry Rice, don't play with your life like dice, nigga
You better think twice, nigga, 'cause I'll pay the price, nigga
Know some young niggas that's itchin' for bodies
When they see you, it's on sight
15, seen my first body
I ain't never look back, that's why I keep a strap on my hip
This get shot on your lip
I'm blowin' shit off the rip (ay)
Got 20 in this clip
Never catch me in no zip
I can get bagged like no chips, I'm flip the new whip
I'm puttin' crackers on wire 'cause I keep a gun
And this drill shit ain't fun, nigga
Credits
Writer(s): Bill Kapri, Kristo Ventsel, Cristian Denis
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