Play It Smart lyrics

[Chorus]
Drop the bag, hang out the window, let that switch get him
Ran up some pape', now I'm saddity, I don't even f*ck with n*ggas
My b*tch a ten, but I don't like trickin' 'cause that's a bad decision
Ran it up, I told grandma don't trip, chill out, be glad we did it
Wearin' sh*t I can't pronounce, these f*ckers too fast, I keep on missin' the exit
Hop out the 'Cat and then pop, better watch your head, f*ckboy, we the ones who steppin'
All them hoes gon' come back, pay they debt, 'cause I'm richer than all my exes
I know all my opp blocks had got swept 'cause I'm the onе who swept 'em

[Verse]
I know all thesе opp-ass n*ggas broke 'cause they can't up a ten
n*gga paid for a G2C but gave nothin' to his kid
n*gga come home actin' like he hard, but b*tched out on that bid
n*gga mad at TKey 'cause he hot, n*gga, get back for that sh*t
Better not catch one of these n*ggas movin' opp 'cause I'm gon' pull they card
n*ggas know 'bout me, check my report, I send sh*t to the stars
n*ggas hate the kid 'cause 'fore I was lit, he got robbed for his sh*t
I can't drop the pot, when sh*t get hot, I just go throw on a mitt
And I'm drivin', f*cker fast on regular, I might just throw on a kit
Bedtime, when we come through, lay down, n*gga, we spankin' sh*t
When I die, better not duck your taco, boy, I'm comin' (Arriba)
b*tch-ass n*gga, don't start that police sh*t on the 'Gram, we'll come through dumpin'
I ain't had sh*t, I had to pay the blogs to post a n*gga for twenty-four hundred
Now they be di*k ridin', postin' Lil Tony, damn, shawty finna f*ck up the summer
Come through in some big-body sh*t, no Hummer, huh, f*ck n*gga, I'm thumpin'
Ain't runnin' from nothin', n*gga, bring it, we can run it
Name somethin' gangster, everything, I done it
[Chorus]
Drop the bag, hang out the window, let that switch get him
Ran up some pape', now I'm saddity, I don't even f*ck with n*ggas
My b*tch a ten, but I don't like trickin' 'cause that's a bad decision
Ran it up, I told grandma don't trip, chill out, be glad we did it
Wearin' sh*t I can't pronounce, these f*ckers too fast, I keep on missin' the exit
Hop out the 'Cat and then pop, better watch your head, f*ckboy, we the ones who steppin'
All them hoes gon' come back, pay they debt, 'cause I'm richer than all my exes
I know all my opp blocks had got swept 'cause I'm the one who swept 'em

[Outro]
n*gga, check the score
That sh*t had happened and we had upped it by four, haha