YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Play Wit Us lyrics

Them niggas ain't gon’ fuck with us
Bitch, name a nigga play with us
You know we kept them K's with us
Shout out to Lil Rippah for makin' this beat

Smokin’ dope with my hitter
Plottin' on the next one
He said, "All behind Youngboy
I'm gon' stretch somthin'"
I told him, "All behind that check
You better wet somethin'"
We swervin' with them thang
It's back to back until you niggas bleed
I don’t know nothin’ but 4KTrey
I'm tryna t-shirt the bitch
So I can’t trust my own niggas
That's how deep this shit get
I'm screamin' death before dishonor and
I stuck with the shit
But now you crossed me, I’m so slimey
Got no love for a bitch
The feds came and got Tekashi
I been thinkin' that I'm next
I'm screamin' murder 'bout my nigga and now
I'm gettin' that off my chest
One scary bitch that I ain't get and
I ain't stoppin' 'til he stretched
Bitch you fumblin' through yo' shit and
Send bullets through yo' neck
In the club screamin' out
"Who want it?" Fill my pocket with bodies
I got them pounds on the couch
The chopper right by the faucet
I just got 80 for a show
Street niggas spent the deposit
Plus I spent 50 for a
Jet, bitch, I ain't trippin', i got it

I'm steady drawin' blood for blood
Like catch this slug
Them niggas shouldn't have played
With us, uh uh, uh
Foolio let that hammer bust
Slip one time and you bite the dust
That's when you niggas die (Bitch ass nigga)
Guns in retaliation, ask me what
To make, I say, "A body"
Them drugs bring it out and I can't hide it
Tryna link me to some shit
I told 'em I don't know about it
Bitch, I'm bangin' 4KTrey, they all gon' lay
We swing that chopper

They talk the shit
But they just better keep they head on
You play, you die, but on this side
We call it "dead wrong"
I'm sendin' prayers to the sky
My nigga dead and gone so I be aimin' at yo'
Noggin' 'til yo' head blown after me
Police tryna cuff me 'cause I run the streets
It's double G, shoot a nigga up
You ain't gon' fuck with me
It's up with me, face on a T
Ain't stoppin' 'til they all deceased
I throw them 3s, I bang them Bs
I wiped his nose, the bitch ain't sneeze
I tote a Glock, they tote a Baretta
Plus this bitch a 9
Uh, this happen every time
Yeah, they shoulda known he slime
Talkin' out his top
This pussy bitch done must have lost his mind
Caught up in that fire
(Bitch) , wish you never tried
Strap them Ks now, fiendin' for blood
Nobody want play now
You get shot in yo' face, huh
Them young niggas wild, ain't nobody safe now
Montana been two times, caught a body at
The same time, up the rate, huh
Gutter sound like drum line, and
This one for Ben, man
It's okay now

Guns in retaliation, ask me what
To make, I say, "A body"
Them drugs bring it out and I can't hide it
Tryna link me to some shit
I told 'em I don't know about it
Bitch, I'm bangin' 4KTrey, they all gon' lay
We swing that chopper
I'm steady drawin' blood for blood
Like catch this slug
Them niggas shouldn't have played
With us, uh uh, uh
Foolio let that hammer bust
Slip one time and you bite the dust
That's when you niggas die
(Dead, you can't say shit)