Tailz. - Press Play Lyrics

From the jump
Press play bring it right back when it's done
Say the boy back with with another one
Same dude with the moves two steppin' to the blues
I been all up in my bag yeah
I been all up in my bag
Word to Wela imma spazz
I ain't mean to make em mad
I ain't mean to make em mad
Imma leave the top down when I'm riding round slow
Hand on my baby thighs eyes on the road
Pull over just to buss it love putting on a show
Then i'm off to the racks you know you know cash rules
Different bag same dude, getting mine times two
Flavor on flavor got designer on the shoes
With a fit I just thrifted like i'm born in 82
Cap on like a jew, no cap I got the juice
Mix it up with that Dusse I aint worried bout what you say
Chains round my neck looking like mardi gras
Imma go and get some rings got me feeling like Lebron
Imma go and get some rings got me feeling like Lebron
Sipping on Pellegrino took a break from Fiji
Extra dollar sixty seven to my future daughters degree
My shorty bad real bad gal no riri
One time for the loyal ones that hold it down like Kiki
Do you love me, February 2 now it's about to get ugly
Started off calm now it's boutta get muddy
I been running through the storm momma I been going dummy
Mama I been going Cudi yeah
Day and night, might see me in your city in the morning on a flight
I been all up in my bag in the office like Dwight
Me want make a couple M's told my brodie we gon win
Soon my momma in a benzo
You don't know what we been through shots to the sky I ain't talking out no pistol
Grandma looking down I been all in my mental
For them I hold it down I hold the crown the time is now yeah
On my tip toe's chain on disco shinning like the window's
Tinted like the vision I been all about the chicken windows down make em listen
Imma leave the top down when I'm riding round slow
Hand on my baby thighs eyes on the road
Pull over just to buss it love putting on a show
Then i'm off to the racks you know you know cash rules
Different bag same dude, getting mine times two