Stop Playing

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[Intro] Yeah Play you, lay- (Ayy, KM, you've done it again) Hitsquad, baby Look [Chorus] Huh, stop playin' (Play you, lay you), you know what the opp block sayin'? Them dead You know that the dot-dot sprayin' out pebz (Slap it), you know that the SK's sprayin' out ten Look, slap four outta the Trey, I held back two to circle again (Mathematics) Nina slappin' out seven, different weapons, who wanna-? (Oh shit) Yeah, stop playin' (Yeah), you know what the opp block sayin'? Them dead (Hitsquad, baby) You know that the Glock still sprayin' off brevz, you know that the SK's sprayin' out ten plus ten (Braap, baap) Slap four outta the Trey, I held back two to circle again and again (Hollows) Nina slappin' out seven, different weapons, who wanna dead? [Verse 1] Look, still playin' end to end (Stеpper), them niggas ain't scorin' though We boarеd them loads or we come 'round with skengs (Shooter), could've been me or Snoopy or Skeng (Shooter) Could've been Cadz, it could've been Kenz, show who you are if you show me your friends In the ends with a whole heaps of skengs (Pecknarm), Hitsquad, baby rollin' again (Hitsquad, baby) Who wanna play with me? Possess with intent, goin' A to B (I'm a shooter) I ain't got patience, turn a man patient, Hitsquad, send a man ANE (In a Hoover) Said he want beef, bet, we playin' for keeps, no, we don't play in the streets (Don't play on the curb) Play with the Gs, cap, they only bad when they playin' a beat Hitsquad, I'm this, playin' a P (Vietnarm), black flag hangin' out of my jeans ( been flaggin') I got a shank, drop down to my knees (I been stabbin'), I put a bad bitch down on her knees (I been pattern) I get a pack sent down by the sea, I got a young G bankin' the Ps And I got arms, I'm slappin' out cars, they still gettin' hit if you're out of my reach (I been slappin') Play you, lay- (Oh shit), I do it day to day (Hitsquad, baby) Look, thingie in my right pocket (Yeah), ain't even on my waist (Oh shit), send me the addy, I'm on my way (Oh shit) Put on my bally, I'm on my Js (I'm rollin'), look at the tally, oh my days Why you think Trident's on my case? You see the violence on my- [Chorus] Huh, stop playin' (Play you, lay you), you know what the opp block sayin'? Them dead You know that the dot-dot sprayin' out pebz (Slap it), you know that the SK's sprayin' out ten Look, slap four outta the Trey, I held back two to circle again (Mathematics) Nina slappin' out seven, different weapons, who wanna-? (Who wanna) [Verse 2] Who wanna dead up? Bro got life, told him "Keep your head up" Boared my man until I got fed up (Life), how many times? Don't know he got ten up (He got life) Pussio bleedin', he need a tenner (Oh shit), I won't leave him 'til he won't get up Chest shot, wheezin', do him like Hever, bring the green, man change up the weather, I'm changin' the game (Yeah) Look, bro still changin' the lane (Skrt), got a bill on the MPH I do a drill and go NPK (Oh shit), I do a drill and head back to the Zone I came back with a empty Trey, bro double tapped, don't get in his way (Double clash) He came back with a empty gauge, if it's real rap, they got empty page (They're stuck) In the whip, ridin' shotgun, niggas pissed if I clock one (Oh shit) That time, did a hit on a hot one (Caught), I got six of them hot ones (Caught some more) Slap mine, they got sticks, they don't pop none (It's war), reminisce when I shot one (Thoughts) Cruisin' 'round with a top gun (Tour), cruisin' 'round, I am not Tom (Oh shit) PS, I don't play no 'Station (Hitsquad, baby), if it's real then send the location (Send the loc') Come through, I'm the Burna Boy with a burner (Baap), nigga that's all guns blazin' (Braap, baap) I'm a stepper, I tie up my laces (I'm a stepper), I got trainers, [?] and shavers (I got pepper) I been shavin' numerous paigons so don't play 'cah I'll do 'em outrageous (Oh shit) [Chorus] Huh, stop playin' (Play you, lay you), you know what the opp block sayin'? Them dead You know that the dot-dot sprayin' out pebz (Slap it), you know that the SK's sprayin' out ten Look, slap four outta the Trey, I held back two to circle again (Mathematics) Nina slappin' out seven, different weapons, who wanna-? (Oh shit) Yeah, stop playin' (Yeah), you know what the opp block sayin'? Them dead (Hitsquad, baby) You know that the Glock still sprayin' off brevz, you know that the SK's sprayin' out ten plus ten (Braap, baap) Slap four outta the Trey, I held back two to circle again and again (Hollows) Nina slappin' out seven, different weapons, who wanna dead?