Kenny Mason - Play Ball lyrics
Kenny Mason [Edwin Kenneth Green Jr.] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Kenny Mason - Play Ball lyrics]
Look on my face said "Get
The fuck out my face, Dawg"
Looked at my waist
And the look on his face dropped
Ride with my strap, just to
Make it home safe, dawg
Do you really wanna play ball?
Do you really wanna play ball?
Chasin' my tail, trailin’ my fate, dawg
I was takin' my Ls with an L in my face
Dawg you were makin' up tales, I
Can tell it’s all fake, Dawg
Do you really wanna play ball?
Do you really wanna play ball?
Ayy bruh, who you?
(Bruh who the fuck this is?)
Who you know stay around here lil' bruh?
(Oh I ain't, I ain't never seen cuz
Hold on) who you know stay around here?
This shit can get real, real, on this side
Don't come around here, here, at night
They'll tell yo' ass, RIP, RIP, goodbye
Tell me which way you want it
Which way you want it?
Which way you want it?
Which way you want it?
Which way you want it?
Which way you want-ant-ant-ant
Life of a rough neck, die for my respect
Y'all niggas suspect, lie to get success
Lot of these niggas is lottery
Tickets in my hood inspirin’ me to juug
Who ’bout to slip up next?
Knew how to spot rookies
Without lookin', bitch, I took it
No retaliation ’cause y'all pussies
How y'all shook? It got to
Places that y'all took it
I watch good ones
Turn to Satan ’cause y'all pushed 'em
This black gun was meant
To protect Black skin
Attack and I'll blackout
Leavin' you blackened
The bad Ken back out, better get back, bitch
The backends back, I'm finna do backflips
I seen the dark and light side
The awful bright side
My partner's that guard my blindside
Also go harm your housewives
We all got downsides
We all that we got on our side
Pup kenny Mason
Much Money kenny Mason
Stick dreamville, JID & J cole
Ayy, y'all folks got three seconds to
Tell me who y'all know
(Do not motherfuckin' move, boy)
Or shit gon' get real
This shit can get real, real, on this side
Don't come around here, here, at night
They'll tell yo' ass, RIP, RIP, goodbye
Tell me which way you want it
Which way you want it?
Which way you want it?
Which way you want it?
Which way you want it?
Which way you want-ant-ant-ant
This shit can get real, real, on this side
Don't come around here, here, at night
They'll tell yo' ass, RIP, RIP, goodbye
Tell me which way you want it
Which way you want it?
Which way you want it?
Which way you want it?
Which way you want it?
Which way you want-ant-ant-ant
The fuck out my face, Dawg"
Looked at my waist
And the look on his face dropped
Ride with my strap, just to
Make it home safe, dawg
Do you really wanna play ball?
Do you really wanna play ball?
Chasin' my tail, trailin’ my fate, dawg
I was takin' my Ls with an L in my face
Dawg you were makin' up tales, I
Can tell it’s all fake, Dawg
Do you really wanna play ball?
Do you really wanna play ball?
Ayy bruh, who you?
(Bruh who the fuck this is?)
Who you know stay around here lil' bruh?
(Oh I ain't, I ain't never seen cuz
Hold on) who you know stay around here?
This shit can get real, real, on this side
Don't come around here, here, at night
They'll tell yo' ass, RIP, RIP, goodbye
Tell me which way you want it
Which way you want it?
Which way you want it?
Which way you want it?
Which way you want it?
Which way you want-ant-ant-ant
Life of a rough neck, die for my respect
Y'all niggas suspect, lie to get success
Lot of these niggas is lottery
Tickets in my hood inspirin’ me to juug
Who ’bout to slip up next?
Knew how to spot rookies
Without lookin', bitch, I took it
No retaliation ’cause y'all pussies
How y'all shook? It got to
Places that y'all took it
I watch good ones
Turn to Satan ’cause y'all pushed 'em
This black gun was meant
To protect Black skin
Attack and I'll blackout
Leavin' you blackened
The bad Ken back out, better get back, bitch
The backends back, I'm finna do backflips
I seen the dark and light side
The awful bright side
My partner's that guard my blindside
Also go harm your housewives
We all got downsides
We all that we got on our side
Pup kenny Mason
Much Money kenny Mason
Stick dreamville, JID & J cole
Ayy, y'all folks got three seconds to
Tell me who y'all know
(Do not motherfuckin' move, boy)
Or shit gon' get real
This shit can get real, real, on this side
Don't come around here, here, at night
They'll tell yo' ass, RIP, RIP, goodbye
Tell me which way you want it
Which way you want it?
Which way you want it?
Which way you want it?
Which way you want it?
Which way you want-ant-ant-ant
This shit can get real, real, on this side
Don't come around here, here, at night
They'll tell yo' ass, RIP, RIP, goodbye
Tell me which way you want it
Which way you want it?
Which way you want it?
Which way you want it?
Which way you want it?
Which way you want-ant-ant-ant