Playball lyrics

[Intro]
(Mm, nah, turn that up)
(Ay, cmere) (Ay, cmere)
(Young Madz)
Move out the way and get boomed ya heard
(Honcho Honcho)
(Ay, cmere)
(Play Ball)

[Verse 1: KK Spinnin]
L-Lotti, Tank, both got packed
Run up on me and I'm quick to react
We ran in his crib and we ran through the back
Me and my n*ggas, we stay totin' straps
Pass me the 4, make them move, I'ma blast
You talk about life like we talkin' facts
Ran up on him, took his chain with the gat
If you see KK, you better move Flash
[?] if I see you, I'm not giving no dap
[?] move got beat, he was not fighting back
Stop jackin' the Oz, if you not movin' tact
Them n*ggas jack beef, so them n*ggas get clapped
[?] watch them n*ggas run laps
[?] he not buggin', we gave em' a pat
Lil CJ he pus*y, he ran on the Ave
They actin' tough, n*ggas wanna act bad
I aim at his back, throw five, he collapsed
Lil b*tch wanna link, but I know she a trap
You talk on my dead, then you know it's a wrap
Lil DD, he pus*y, that n*gga got slapped
And we had to do it, cause he wanna rap
He wanna talk sh*t, but that sh*t just be cap
Like, we in the streets when we talkin be fast
Your b*tch with us, that's cause she know we don't lack
Like, cause she know we don't lack (cause she know we don't lack)
[Verse 2: Kdot KeepClickin]
Like, I'ma tell y'all a story, how it went
f*ck that, n*gga, I'ma show you the steps
Step one, better stay with ya G
Like, step two, better turn on that beam
Step three, put the beam on-
Like, step three, put the beam on his tee
Like, step four, better hop out that V
Like, step five, I'ma walk up on feet
Like, step six, I'ma send more than three
Tote two while he looking at two
Back out your pole, I'ma back out my deuce
On the opps side, let off two
Like, bet you I go kuu with my deuce
I-I-I threw a shot, but that lil n*gga flew
I shoot for the stars, but I aim for the moon
G-g-go pick up a G, go get in the court
On they block, like, who in The Bronx?
Shot after shot when I step into Courts
When I spin, I be bending alone
On my doley, I know I perform
Push up on bro, bet this 40 get drawn
You alright? Somethin' is wrong
n*ggas be cappin', y'all know what I'm on

[Verse 3: Ljay Gzz]
Opp thot, she stupid, she fall for the setup
Ljay [?] you makin' her wetter
[?] you better than never
Back up, I'm tryna grab the Beretta
Late night, hit a n*gga through the sweater
Grinchin', b*tch we [?]
Lost Nuski, I don't know anything better
Lil KK odee, he wanted to behead em'
Like, look, I understand
Like, y'all n*ggas pus*y and scared
Pull up on me, I bet you won't [?]
Like, like, flick with the beam, lemme flare
Like, like, get low, I was never there
Get the bros, but spin from the air
On Court, you know we comin prepared
Throw 40 you know that sh*t always near
Hold on, I might do better with hands
Big n*ggas up, now they still usin' [?]
Damn, I don't think bro understand
I'm with the [?] we can make you dance
Got me screamin' "Watch out" I almost hit a [?]
Got jumped, I [?]
Real sh*t, I don't think they understand
Opps see us, them n*ggas get to prayin'
We see em', my n*ggas get to flarin'
Like-
[Outro]
Like, It's Kdot KeepClickin, n*gga
Throw a shot and I bet he gon' miss it, ya heard
(O-oo-oof)
(Music)