Play Wit Ya - Dreezy

Get fishin' on jail, dripping on cell

Rockin' some shit that I can’t even spell

Louis my shell, new money trail

My F for Fendi, your F is for fail

Strapped up like soldier, ayy

Pop off your top like Coronas (Pop)

Motor sound like it’s a polar

Ice on the choker, my bitch look older

She shakin' ass like she came from the 'Nolia (Shake it, shake it)

He a dog, alley paws (Beat him)

I ain’t fightin' at all (No)

I just tear down the mall (Takin' shit)

Fuck it, I buy it all (I want it all)

Shit on you like a star (Ugh)

We the youngest involved (Young)

That small voice need a haul, eh

Don’t give no fuck off the Henny

Drinkin' it right out the pitcher (Yeah)

Pop little bitch, photobomb (Yeah)

Croppin' you right out the picture (Cut it)

Hot but he can’t get my number (No)

I curve him as soon as he pitch it (Swerve)

Head to toe Yves Saint Laurent

I did not come to play with you (At all)

Don’t give no fuck off the Henny (Fuck it)

I’m drinkin' it right out the pitcher (Yup)

Pop little bitch, photobomb (Yeah)

Croppin' you right out the picture (Cut it)

Hot but he can’t get my number (No)

I curve him soon as he pitch it (Swerve)

Head to toe Yves Saint Laurent (Drip)

I did not come to play with you

Can’t wait for a minute, impatient

Go get it, I need it, my fingers is itching (Ugh)

Vacation, I’m living, got so many Benjamins

They think I’m gettin' it printed (I ain’t)

I came with them racks, you dig?

(What's up?)

This OG, you smoking on mid (Lil' kid)

Still livin' in your mama crib

You can’t even come for the kids

Smoke 'em and dump, Louboutin pump

Bloody walkin', you just bleed once a month (Yeah)

I’m in that Ghost, you can say that whip haunted

I walk in your trap and I do what I want (Do what I want)

Just spend a light 30

I got enough bread to feed you lil' birdies (Chirp, chirp)

Bought out Diamond District

I’m up in New York, my Milly Rock sturdy

Speakin' all facts (Turnt)

I get turnt up to the max (Turnt)

I used to jugg it off accents (Runnin')

Now, I’m back fully, relax (Ugh)

I’m eatin' spaghetti and catfish

Pull up in that sport back to back (Sktrt)

High as hell, lookin' like cataracts (I'm high)

I’m in the club throwin' that kind of racks (Racks)

Don’t give no fuck off the Henny (Fuck it)

Drinkin' it right out the pitcher (Yeah)

Pop little bitch, photobomb (Yeah)

Croppin' you right out the picture (Cut it)

Hot but he can’t get my number (No)

I curve him as soon as he pitch it (Swerve)

Head to toe Yves Saint Laurent

I did not come to play with you (At all)

Don’t give no fuck off the Henny (Fuck it)

I’m drinkin' it right out the pitcher (Yup)

Pop little bitch, photobomb (Yeah)

Croppin' you right out the picture (Cut it)

Hot but he can’t get my number (No)

I curve him soon as he pitch it (Swerve)

Head to toe Yves Saint Laurent (Drip)

I did not come to play with you (Nah)

Daytrip took it to ten (Hey!)