Play Wit Ya

Uh, yeah, yeah

Daytrip took it to ten

Don't give no fuck off the Henny

Drinkin' it right out the pitcher

Pop little bitch, photobomb

I'm croppin' you right out the picture

Hot but he can't get my number

I curve him as soon as he pitch it

Head to toe Yves Saint Laurent

I did not come to play with you

Don't give no fuck off the Henny

I'm drinkin' it right out the pitcher

Pop little bitch, photobomb

I'm croppin' you right out the picture

Hot but he can't get my number

I curve him soon as he pitch it

Head to toe Yves Saint Laurent

I did not come to play with you

Indian hair, 40 inches

Head to toe, it get expensive

Cartier lenses for my vision

I see you fake niggas pretending

You burnt, you ran out of minutes

Your ho come 'round and get litty

President of the bad bitches

They salute the kid like lieutenant

Get fishin' on jail, dripping on cell

Rockin' some shit that I can't even spell

Louis my shell, new money trail

My F for Fendi, your F is for fail

Strapped up like soldier, ayy

Pop off your top like Coronas

Motor sound like it's a polar

Ice on the choker, my bitch look older

She shakin' ass like she came from the 'Nolia

He a dog, alley paws

I ain't fightin' at all

I just tear down the mall

Fuck it, I buy it all

Shit on you like a star

We the youngest involved

Lost my voice, need a haul, eh

Don't give no fuck off the Henny

Drinkin' it right out the pitcher

Pop little bitch, photobomb

Croppin' you right out the picture

Hot but he can't get my number

I curve him as soon as he pitch it

Head to toe Yves Saint Laurent

I did not come to play with you

Don't give no fuck off the Henny

I'm drinkin' it right out the pitcher

Pop little bitch, photobomb

Croppin' you right out the picture

Hot but he can't get my number

I curve him soon as he pitch it

Head to toe Yves Saint Laurent

I did not come to play with you

Can't wait for a minute, impatient

Go get it, I need it, my fingers is itching

Vacation, I'm living, got so many Benjamins

They think I'm gettin' it printed

I came with them racks, you dig?

This OG, you smoking on mid

Still livin' in your mama crib

You can't even come for the kids

Smoke 'em and dump, Louboutin pump

Bloody walkin', you just bleed once a month

I'm in that Ghost, you can say that whip haunted

I walk in your trap and I do what I want

Just spend a light 30

I got enough bread to feed you lil' birdies

Bought out Diamond District

I'm up in New York, my Milly Rock sturdy

Speakin' all facts

I get turnt up to the max

I used to jugg it off accents

Now, I'm back fully, relax

I'm eatin' spaghetti and catfish

Pull up in that sport back to back

High as hell, lookin' like cataracts

I'm in the club throwin' that kind of racks

Don't give no fuck off the Henny

Drinkin' it right out the pitcher

Pop little bitch, photobomb

Croppin' you right out the picture

Hot but he can't get my number

I curve him as soon as he pitch it

Head to toe Yves Saint Laurent

I did not come to play with you

Don't give no fuck off the Henny

I'm drinkin' it right out the pitcher

Pop little bitch, photobomb

Croppin' you right out the picture

Hot but he can't get my number

I curve him soon as he pitch it

Head to toe Yves Saint Laurent

I did not come to play with you

Daytrip took it to ten