Play Your Part Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Weigh, sing to ya bitch like New Edition
Got a scope on the chop, I can hit with precision
Bitch chose that side, made the wrong decision
Better stay over there like Larsa Pippen
These bitches gon' fuck up they future
I bought her Versace, she snaked me Medusa
Dominican mami she make me pupusas
But my African bitch, she be makin' me suya
Play with my...
Aye Terk
Ha
A-R
A-R
A-R
A-R
A-R
A-R
WOR Shit Nigga
Huh
Aye Terk
Yeah
Sparkheem!
How we gon' get rich if you don't play your part
Fell in love with the trap and I gave it my heart
On a date with a piece, I keep shit in my cart
I ain't stoppin' for 12, I got shit in my car
They ain't think a young nigga would make it this far
Now I'm up in L.A., bitch, I walk with the stars
Ha
You can show me the door, I'ma give you the key
I can show you the way, it's gone cost you a fee
Weigh put in that work, they look up to me
Why would I pay? I get it for free
She want me to stay, she know I'ma leave
White plug in L.A., call him Austin Reeves
I work with that piece, I got tricks up my sleeve
Got a fake ID, they be callin' me Steve
I done wiped down shit you would never believe
Ha
I done fucked on bitches you never could touch
If he askin' for bags then I'm askin' how much
They broke and they mad and I know that shit sucks
Weigh ain't leavin' the house if it ain't about bucks
He serve out a ounce and I bring in a truck
Some niggas just got it, it ain't about luck
Ha
WOR SHIT we completin' the mission
Them niggas ain't catchin' online, just fishin
Weigh, sing to ya bitch like new edition
Got a scope on the chop, I can hit with precision
Bitch chose that side, made the wrong decision
Better stay over there like Larsa Pippen
These bitches gon' fuck up they future
I bought her Versace, she snaked me Medusa
Dominican mami she make me pupusas
But my African bitch, she be makin' me suya
Play with my paper then bitch ima do ya
Ha
It's just simple as that
Fell in love with that girl, I be tripplin' back
She be screamin' my name while I'm breakin' her back
When I get on that plane, comin' back with a stack
Put in work every day, I don't get to relax
When I'm not in the stu, I be flippin' the packs
I'ma send out that load then I'm addin' a tax
Ha
Weigh put in that work, they look up to me
Why would I pay? I get it for free
She want me to stay, she know I'ma leave
White plug in LA, call him Austin Reeves
I work with that piece, I got tricks up my sleeve
Got a fake ID, they be callin' me Steve
I done wiped down shit you would never believe
Ha
I done fucked on bitches you never could touch
If he askin' for bags then I'm askin' how much
They broke and they mad and I know that shit suck
Weigh ain't leavin' the house if it ain't about bucks
He serve out an ounce and I bring in a truck
Some niggas just got it, it ain't about luck
Ha
WOR shit we completin' the mission
Them niggas ain't catchin' online, just fishin
Ha!