Playin' Wit Yo Life

Lyrics

[Intro] 2 Step [Chorus: G Man] Got my name in your mouth, you playing with your life Couple thousand on me, hell yeah, that's fucking light I gotta pay you just to fuck, I said you fucking right I'ma seal that shit up and send it overnight Next day I'm first class, getting on a flight I'm in my bag, yeah, my pockets really looking right Bitch choosing and I see exactly what she like She know a nigga poppin', so she tryna join the hype [Verse 1: G Man] They say, "G-Man, do your thang," I said, "I can't stop" Dice and Killer Wood just came home, we from the same block Rico, get that nigga outta here Chase him with the chopper, find me in the hood I'm OT, get into the guap and your bitch choosin' Come pay a piece, you want me at the top Bring out the Drac, yeah, I'm in they section tryna catch a opp Niggas always wolfin' to the bitch, man, you need to stop, don't funk over hoes But if you want to, you can meet the Glock How you niggas givin' out statements? Talkin' to the cops, but talkin' hella harder than that Like you was on the opps, all you niggas nerds Play with me and I'ma throw some shots Watch a nigga body hit the floor when I hit they block [Chorus: G Man & Bris] Got my name in your mouth, you playing with your life Couple thousand on me, hell yeah, that's fucking light I gotta pay you just to fuck, I said you fucking right I'ma seal that shit up and send it overnight Next day I'm first class, getting on a flight I'm in my bag, yeah, my pockets really looking right Bitch choosing and I see exactly what she like She know a nigga poppin', so she tryna join the hype (Ayy) [Verse 2: Bris] Askin' why I'm lookin' at your chain, I'm plottin' on takin' it Nigga, don't be holdin' out your hand 'cause I ain't shakin' it Oh, you say you think you in this field, then let's go take a trip And I'm in that trap, no basic math, don't need no basic bitch Livin' in this junk, I'm sparkin' sticks, that's a campfire Got old niggas loaded, made it flip and left a flat tire Oh, you think you bold until I trip, so it backfire You a family guy, I'm Stewie Griff, and you Quagmire Just to warn you, please don't play with me, I'm not a cartoon This a chess game, you touch my pawn, that's not a smart move Really in the field, touching green like a yard tool We be four deep, sliding on the diamonds like a carpool [Chorus: G Man] Got my name in your mouth, you playing with your life Couple thousand on me, hell yeah, that's fucking light I gotta pay you just to fuck, I said you fucking right I'ma seal that shit up and send it overnight Next day I'm first class, getting on a flight I'm in my bag, yeah, my pockets really looking right Bitch choosing and I see exactly what she like She know a nigga poppin', so she tryna join the hype