TEMPLE RUN lyrics

[Chorus: PlayThatBoiZay]
Might slide on a b*tch in a rental
Gold on my neck, in my dental
Put 12 on a run, like temple
Lil shawty in love with my dimples
Yo b*tch in my phone like I miss you
Might bust on her face like a pimple
n*ggas be fake artificial
Can't leave the crib with no pistol
Might slide on a b*tch in a rental
Gold on my neck, in my dental
Put 12 on a run, like temple
Lil shawty in love with my dimples
Yo b*tch in my phone like I miss you
Might bust on her face like a pimple
n*ggas be fake artificial
Can't leave the crib with no pistol

[Verse 1: PlayThatBoiZay]
n*ggas be hating they broke though
Got my name in his mouth like a rap ho
You don't like me, why gimme dap for
b*tch, still on the block smoking indoor
Got a bad lil b*tch she a nympho
She gonna PlayThatBoiZay like Nintendo
Opps pull up better get low
b*tch I'll shoot through glass, f*ck the window
Hella racks and sloppy lately I don't fear nobody
She just wanna party all up in VIP poppin' molly
Why coupe so foggy, cause she in here doing doggy
I just caught a body f*cked that ho and then she cut me
[Chorus: PlayThatBoiZay]
Might slide on a b*tch in a rental
Gold on my neck, in my dental
Put 12 on a run, like temple
Lil shawty in love with my dimples
Yo b*tch in my phone like I miss you
Might bust on her face like a pimple
n*ggas be fake artificial
Can't leave the crib with no pistol
Might slide on a b*tch in a rental
Gold on my neck, in my dental
Put 12 on a run, like temple
Lil shawty in love with my dimples
Yo b*tch in my phone like I miss you
Might bust on her face like a pimple
n*ggas be fake artificial
Can't leave the crib with no pistol

[Verse 2: PlayThatBoiZay]
Might slide on a b*tch like I’m dancing
Smoking woods like I’m camping
Nocturnal b*tch you know I’m vamping
Counting hunnids until my fingers start cramping
Swipe swipe n*gga what is you banking? Rob me? n*gga, f*ck is you thinking?
Bad b*tch suck me until I’m blanking
Bad boy, I grew up getting spankings
Bad boy, I’m in love with Ben Franklins
Double cup, b*tch you know what I’m dranking
Big 40, with a 30 clip hanging
Bloodthirsty, my young n*ggas slanging
Run it up, all you broke n*ggas standing
b*tch a sub, she love when I’m demanding
High as f*ck, if I crash then I’m landing
Trap house, b*tch I feel so abandoned
[Chorus: PlayThatBoiZay]
Might slide on a b*tch in a rental
Gold on my neck, in my dental
Put 12 on a run, like temple
Lil shawty in love with my dimples
Yo b*tch in my phone like I miss you
Might bust on her face like a pimple
n*ggas be fake artificial
Can't leave the crib with no pistol