Play Around

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Play Around

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[Intro] (Welcome to Get a Bag Records) (Let's get a bag) Get a what? [Verse 1] AllStar, nigga, with that money long as [?] (I'm havin') Couple dollars on me case they catch me with this bird Nigga wanna hit my crib, gotta shootout to the 'burbs My baby quit sub-tweeting before I buy your bitch a purse My dope still uncut (For real), it's still truckloads I'm still fuckin' every bitch from Harper Woods to Joy Road Still letting Aunty Sherry help me get the boy gone Still got a couple lists that I can put the boys on Brand-new fin, nigga, I spent a thou' on it (Yeah) Run up trippin', bitch, I'ma put some miles on it Bitch, that ain't no head, you need to put some slob on it Nigga, that ain't no scale until you put some pounds on it Free my nigga, we've been talkin' on thе kiosk (Free the gang) Still on my paper route, I feel likе Key Glock Still trailin' my workers, I never trust hoes And don't you fight her, you've been knowin' she got fucked on [Chorus] I'm the nigga that don't play around (That don't play around) Serve cuz a quarter, but really play with pounds (I really play with 'bows) This work gon' get me twenty years or damn near eighty thou' (Damn near eighty racks) I take my chances with the eighty, watch me break it down Ayy I'm that nigga that don't play around (That don't play around) Serve cuz a quarter, but really play with pounds (I really play with 'bows) This work gon' get me twenty years or damn near eighty thou' (Damn near eighty racks) I take my chances with the eighty, watch me break it down (Break some shit right down) [Verse 2] I seen a brick or two, my hollows Nipsey blue Soon as Nipsey died, these niggas Nipsey too I ain't mad at these hoes, these niggas bitches too (I swear) My niggas got the blues, I still get busy too (For real) I be sayin' prayers for Wop, my nigga mama died My baby need a million, he ain't got a lot of time I wanna help my nigga, he ain't gotta steal and rob (No) He really with them guys, snatch narcotics out the sky Get a Bag Gang, AKA come get a check for us I remember back when we was just Get a Zip Boys Really in this bag, what a nigga need a bitch for? Buy some for my boxers, you should come and get this bitch, boy Mixin' with the yola, next trip should get me over I'm tight as hell, but I just spent four-fifty on a soda I'm tight as hell with some young niggas that's down to blow you I might as well shoot to the hood, this batch over [Chorus] I'm the nigga that don't play around (That don't play around) Serve cuz a quarter, but really play with pounds (I really play with 'bows) This work gon' get me twenty years or damn near eighty thou' (Damn near eighty racks) I take my chances with the eighty, watch me break it down Ayy I'm that nigga that don't play around (That don't play around) Serve cuz a quarter, but really play with pounds (I really play with 'bows) This work gon' get me twenty years or damn near eighty thou' (Damn near eighty racks) I take my chances with the eighty, watch me break it down (Break it down)

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  • AllStar JR