Icewear Vezzo - Play For Keeps lyrics

[Icewear Vezzo - Play For Keeps lyrics]

(Iced Up Records)
Oowee
(Cashout, what it do, do, do?)
Drank God
Mm, mm (Yeah)
Ayy (Skrrt)

Play for keeps (Ooh, ooh)
Play for keeps (Ooh, ooh)
Play for keeps
Play for keeps, nigga (Drank God)
Play for keeps (Ooh, ooh)
We play for keeps (Ooh, ooh)
Play for keeps

Yeah, load that fucker up and turn
That pussy boy to ashes
We cash shit, don't do no BNB's, ho
We buy mansions
Just made a million dollars in last month
Gotta pay my taxes
Can't take my ghetto bitch to every
Club 'cause she too ratchet
Applyin' too much pressure on them boys
They teamin' up now
Won't never have no blick with no
Safety or see my cup down
Huh, he shot up in the air and caught body
He think he cut now
The best fent' in the city
Dope house look like a bus stop
(What?)

Play for keeps (O oh)
We play for keeps (Ooh, ooh)
We play for keeps, nigga (Yeah)
We play for keeps, hmm (Drank God)
Play for keeps, yеah (Ooh, ooh)
We play for keeps, hmm (Ooh, ooh)
Play for keeps, pussy
We play for, yeah

Fuck this rap chеck
We pull up blitzin' 'cause we 'bout that
(Grrt)
2014, used to distribute like an outlet
(Whew)
In my mama house
I kept a hundred where her couch at
(Know that)
Used to rock a pouch, but bitch
My Glock nine where my pouch at
Forty on my waist, toss it at your face (Bah)
Kept three hundred in my safe
Used to sip eights, ain't want no Ace
Got that check, bought white diamonds
Ain't rock nothin' like my race
(Uh, uh)
Brand new whip, the lights blindin'
This shit somethin' like my face
On my bezzy, bitch, I bought a presi'
Pull up rockin' Fevzi
At like twenty, I was like a heavy
Went and bought a Tesly
Love my block, I named my son Essex
BM call him Essy
We put fifties in the trenches
They knew we couldn't wait to
Test 'em 'cause we

Play for keeps (O oh)
We play for keeps (Ooh, ooh)
We play for keeps, nigga (Yeah)
We play for keeps, hmm (Drank God)
Play for keeps, yeah (Ooh, ooh)
We play for keeps, hmm (Ooh, ooh)
Play for keeps, pussy
We play for, yeah

Yeah, do your homework, before
I rapped, bitch
I got on first
Fuck that sucker shit
He only gangster 'cause he on Percs
Turned that paper legal, upped some M's
They thought it won't work
Ain't beefin' with no
Rapper, sellin' merch
We put 'em on shirts
Yeah, stack master, we both took some L's
But I got back faster
Thousand 'bows of Runtz, yeah
This that pack
It smell like cat bladder
Forgiato tires, throw that chip in
Make the 'Cat faster
Pressin' shit for real
Knock off your cap and leave your hat damaged
My pops was smokin' crack
My mama raised me in the dope hood
Fuck the other side, they ain't with us
I ain't got no love
Pick a nigga off, feel like Steve Kerr
I'm tryna coach somethin'
Teslas got me dizzy off that syrup
Might make me throw up
Nigga

Play for keeps (O oh)
We play for keeps (Ooh, ooh)
We play for keeps, nigga (Yeah)
We play for keeps, hmm (Drank God)
Play for keeps, yeah (Ooh, ooh)
We play for keeps, hmm (Ooh, ooh)
Play for keeps, pussy
We play for, yeah

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