Exposed lyrics

[Intro]
(Stompdown Beats)
Yeah
Uh-huh, look

[Chorus]
You wanna play? Play dead or get exposed
But play with me and I'ma show you you a ho
b*tch, you local, you ain't never hit the road
Them chains hollow, you can't brag about that gold
She got ass, she switchin', grippin' the pole
I got money, buy a pint and drop a four
You actin' slow, we gon' show you how this go
I run with felons, we thuggin', carryin' poles

[Verse 1]
Look, my young n*ggas wildin', you better pipe down
I'm making cash deposits, n*gga, right now
Ayy, I'm just tellin' my story, this just my lifestyle
I did some sh*t I can't take back and I can't cry now
Ayy, 2 AM, I'm on the block with the Crips
I learned some game real smooth from Uncle Rick
I slapped the f*ck out of the b*tch thinkin' she slick
I'm comin' showin' my ass when I gеt rich
I run with killers and demons, they wanna lock us up
If I ain't strappеd with that blicky, then they gon' pop us up
I see you trickin' your money and you ain't got enough
Them n*ggas losin' theyr swag, out here lookin' rough
I dropped the bands on the watch when I was twenty-one
I'm troopin' with my killers, bought a bigger gun
Better put them kids up and go and hide your son
I was shootin' videos when I was on the run
[Chorus]
You wanna play? Play dead or get exposed
But play with me and I'ma show you you a ho
b*tch, you local, you ain't never hit the road
Them chains hollow, you can't brag about that gold
She got ass, she switchin', grippin' the pole
I got money, buy a pint and drop a four
You actin' slow, we gon' show you how this go
I run with felons, we thuggin', carryin' poles

[Verse 2]
Yeah, look, young n*gga, I get crackin', so don't judge me
Them young n*ggas, they be wishin' that they was me
Bad b*tches pullin' up just to hug me
Don't wanna war, don't wanna beef, then don't mug me
I spent racks for the jacket on my back
Joe's Market, we hangin' on Cadillac
Come shoot, you know we ain't havin' that
The homies hangin' outside the rabbit trap
Black n*gga, pushin' foreign through the city
I just wanna get them M's like I'm Diddy
Fit check, lil' b*tch, I be crispy
City'll never be the same since Nipsey
Play with your mama, you stupid for tryna diss me
Hit my phone, she tellin' me that she miss me
I'm walking out in CK, I'm kind of tipsy
Them n*ggas sayin' it's a problem, come and get me
[Chorus]
You wanna play? Play dead or get exposed
But play with me and I'ma show you you a ho
b*tch, you local, you ain't never hit the road
Them chains hollow, you can't brag about that gold
She got ass, she switchin', grippin' the pole
I got money, buy a pint and drop a four
You actin' slow, we gon' show you how this go
I run with felons, we thuggin', carryin' poles

[Outro]
n*gga, straight like that, 1900
Know how this sh*t go, man, I run with felons, man, real n*ggas, man
We all tryna make a way out of no way, n*gga
Let's go