PlayaMac BigPlaya - Dont Play Lyrics

I drop a six in a Fanta, ayy, we bout to have us a night
Roll me a wood, I'm finna take off, look like I book me a flight
Say you gettin' money, ight, she know the shit that I like
Shawty ain't mine, I f*ck with her vibe, pull up and give her the pipe

When I get through, you know I'm back on the road
I'm the shit without a commode, yeah, I'm still in the hood with them bow's
You ain't been in the field with them zoes, keep it real, I got love for my woes
Take a sip of this drink, now I'm dosed, mind trapped don't know why it's closed

I can't say what been hurtin' my soul, sometimes I can't swallow my pride
Can't trust cause I'm used to the lies, these niggas be dropping like flies
That's why I stay close to my fye, work hard, can't get no sleep
I got people depending on me, I'm alone and that shit running deep

Tryna see who gone be there for me, how the feel to run up you some bands
How it feel to break down with your mans, Diamonds Cluster can't hear what you sayin
F*ck it, might take a trip to Japan, I'ma go meet the plug when I land
Wonder how all this dope, get in, yeah, these real, yerks not fens

Oh, and free all the real ones again
We outta mind, outta sight, she got the head that I like
No she ain't going for shit, lil' mama put up a fight
I'm a big blood, but P, know she got love for me

She want a nigga who street, she wishing her nigga was me
I feel like finesse, finessing a bitch, Hollering out yea, let me get that
I don't wanna f*ck while I'm smoking this wood, I'm in her mouth like some Tic-tacs
Soon to be rich and I meant that, designer on me, looking mismatched

If I call you gang, then I f*ck with you, never at home, Mac, what's up with you
Slid back to the locks with them sticks, my fans be asking for pics
I'ma pop out with racks when I tick, my son forever, he lit
It look like I just hit that lotto, straight off the lot with no car, note

Riding in a foreign hitting pot holes, yeah I'm that man call me macho
I took that bitch to the hills, show her how young boss nigga live
I did all this shit with no deal, and I'm still tryna chase me a mill
I pray the judge just drop the case, I'm still out here baking this cake

That mean I been moving this weight, you play, and get shot in your face