Gunna - Don't Play With It lyrics
[Chorus: Gunna & Young Thug] It's in the cup, I cannot miss I took a risk, I done got rich My j**elry's crisp, sh** on your b**h Ice out your wrist, ayy Make you a wish, blow me a kiss I sip the six, spot 'em too big I don't get Chris, I'm high as it get Addys and grits, ayy Don't play with it I'm clutchin' all day with it Smoke 'em and slay with it AK, SK with me My homies my backbone I'm gettin' my racks on Don't play with it Better not play with it [Verse 1: Young Thug & Gunna] I'm slayin' your lady I just came out to tell you I made it We shootin' at the coppers If they come to the spot, tryna raid it Hurricane blue b**h b**h green like Malu, yeah Black diamonds on me like the tint on the coupe, yeah Penthouse street, me and my crew, yeah We are in her mouth, she like rude s** Quick, take an addy, she don't do X She say ooh zaddy, I like your new Patek Attic attic attic, attic attic attic I took another one yeah, DJ Khaled took another one, yeah Got new Coogis on, yeah Look like I'm 'bout to go brazy on your a** Attic attic attic, attic attic attic I sip lean on her dresses, woo-oh Red monkey jeans, ain't a blessin', woo-oh These n***as so mad they steamin' for nothin', woo-oh Got bunch of stripes on me I put Celine all on on they faces, hmm I iced the toasters like I'm precious, hmm I took a jet across the nation, hmm Put Prince and Current inside my bracelet, hmm [Chorus: Gunna & Young Thug] It's in the cup, I cannot miss I took a risk, I done got rich My j**elry's crisp, sh** on your b**h Ice out your wrist, ayy Make you a wish, blow me a kiss I sip the six, spot 'em too big I don't get Chris, I'm high as it get Addys and grits, ayy Don't play with it I'm clutchin' all day with it Smoke 'em and slay with it AK, SK with me My homies my backbone I'm gettin' my racks on Don't play with it Better not play with it [Verse 2: Young Thug & Gunna] f**in' with the dog, it be Russian Roulette I got tints on the coupe, same color as the TEC Got an old lady, and we pillow talk, ooh Eighty pointer on my nizzeck, yeah nothin' but big yets I spent thirty-five hundred on a Louis crewneck Cousin slime, get you whacked, he gon' cause a correct Pillow talkin' in the Maybach, oh Livin' large and really rich, oh I'm addicted to this money Go apesh** like Harambe Catch me drippin', swag my fengshui Gettin' money every other day Count that money, ain't sh** nothin' fake Top floor condo, won't you come and stay Keep a hundred, don't you ever pay [Chorus: Gunna & Young Thug] It's in the cup, I cannot miss I took a risk, I done got rich My j**elry's crisp, sh** on your b**h Ice out your wrist, ayy Make you a wish, blow me a kiss I sip the six, spot 'em too big I don't get Chris, I'm high as it get Addys and grits, ayy Don't play with it I'm clutchin' all day with it Smoke 'em and slay with it AK, SK with me My homies my backbone I'm gettin' my racks on Don't play with it Better not play with it