We Don’t Play lyrics

by

Pi’erre Bourne



[Intro]
Yeah, uh yeah
Yeah, oh yeah
K U R A, yeah, yeah, woah

[Chorus]
We don't play, Sosshouse gang
We get fried, you can't hang
Brand new coupe, chop the (?)
Ride around, look hella paid
Shoppin' all f*ckin day
Model hoe, I love the face
These pussies don't show f*ckin' shame (Nah, they don't, they don't)
We don't play, Sosshouse gang
We get fried, you can't hang
Brand new coupe, chop the (?)
Ride around, look hella paid
Shoppin' all f*ckin day
Model hoe, I love the face
These pussies don't show f*ckin' shame (Nah, nah, nah)

[Verse]
I ain't have it, what's crackin? (Crackin')
I'm ballin' like the Magic, yeah
These hoes, ain't sh*t
So I don't got problems passing (No problems)
My clothes, my jacket
Cost more than what you havin' (For real)
These labels heard my song and they told me I been spazzin' (That's what they said)
Ridin' in this fast Hellcat, I'm on some action sh*t
f*ck this hoe like one time, I hit her friend, need extra b*tches
Boulders in the Rollie, you can that I been heavy wristin'
Shoutout all my guys, scammin', swipin', don't got nun against it
[Chorus]
We don't play, Sosshouse gang
We get fried, you can't hang
Brand new coupe, chop the (?)
Ride around, look hella paid
Shoppin' all f*ckin day
Model hoe, I love the face
These pussies don't show f*ckin' shame (Nah, they don't, they don't)
We don't play, Sosshouse gang
We get fried, you can't hang
Brand new coupe, chop the (?)
Ride around, look hella paid
Shoppin' all f*ckin day
Model hoe, I love the face
These pussies don't show f*ckin' shame (Nah, nah, nah)

[Outro]
Oh oh, oh
Oh, oh
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