Play Ball lyrics

by

Lil Scoom89



(n*gga you can’t hear this sh*t this sh*t exclusive n*gga get yo ass out) (Get the f*ck out)

Moddo: Lil bro got 2 K’s (K’s) but he ain’t tryna hoop tryna find out where you stay get in the field n*gga let’s shoot (n*gga let’s shoot) been hard headed since a child but the bullets still go through (bow bow) he a chimney at the top the n*gga smoking out the roof (gang) And if MOEtion threw a function (M.O.E.) they know what the f*ck to do (go) everybody act a ass like the class had a substitute when the x get in his system shorty bound to buss a move (go) over hot he biting down he itching clutching on his tool

What you on you tryna bump? All online he talking wild (cmere) Smack the button this b*tch dumb he got some attention from the crowd come on lil buddy come get down we got all types of gowns n*gga start lookin too crazy put the beam up on his ear (bow bow bow)
Then his sh*t felt like holy feel Riding with my homie still b*tch I feel like booga spin the block throw 5 and ova kill Foenem keep on throwing pills back up in his system he said he was done but he relapsed cuz he couldn’t quit em
Mr taste up on his tongue so he grabbed two and bit him he ain’t have nun in some months so them b*tches got him trippin He say he see n*ggas flippin but it’s deja vu bullet hole the size of oreos when that b*tch go right through



LilScoom89: (cmere) 223’s and 556’s try slide they come right through (blrrd) ? Over them faces I get wild about my blue (about my blue) Out in traffic got yo gun you see a opp and still ain’t through (you still ain’t through) come around like he was blood but took him down cause shorty knew (we need it) all that swerving up the block we don’t think twice we just gon shoot (skrt) how the f*ck you become a thug when back in school you used to hoop (huh?)

I don’t be chasing none of these hoes if you act weird here come the boot (f*ck off my phone) I’m Kyrie without the mask but in the skys I’m uncle drew
We flip west Please don’t come right down this one and think sh*t sweet we got drac and arp’s them big ass shells gon flip the V Glock a fully can’t wait til we slide I’m leaving sh*t on E Srt we like riding fast this b*tch a track hawk jeep (zoom)


That’s yo b*tch don’t lay in her bed I nutted on her sheets we don’t net beef all on IG live just sit outside and creep (we sit outside) told me chill but they can’t slow me down they know LilScoom a beast catch a opp we get on feet walk him down now he deceased Play her roll she know I love the sl*ts for me she act a freak I’m too boujee don’t care bout the ass as long she got some teeth 7 told me lil bro is you ready let’s f*ck up the street b*tch I’m 7 block if you ain’t shorty ? f*ck way from me we got drank, pills, weed what you need yea we shorties all us young as hell but we tryna catch a B ain’t the same if we go gang for gang they know we gon bring the heat told the gang we taking these rappers chains ain’t none of em f*cking with me (blrrd blrrd)
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