YFN Lucci - We Don’t Play That lyrics

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YFN Lucci - We Don’t Play That lyrics

[Intro: Blac Youngsta] Yeah, n***a You get one chance, one life, one strike, n***a What you gon’ do wit it? The choice is yours n***a Don’t chase the money chase the dream n***a [Hook: Blac Youngsta] We don’t play that We send k**ers where you lay at They gon’ have to come and spray that We already K that All I wanted was some rest All I wanted was a Maybach I got a Maybach Lord can you bless my soul Know I coulda been gone I just wanna get some winning I just wanna live long Young n***a, tryna run up a check (Woah, woah, woah, woah!) Young n***a rockin’ VVS (Lil’ n***a, lil’ n***a, lil’ n***a!) Young n***a, all I know is flex (Rich n***a, Rich n***a, Rich n***a!) Young n***a die for my respect [Verse 1: Johnny Cinco & Blac Youngsta] I pulled up in a Maybach They didn’t know it was a Maybach Young n***a wit the K strapped That’ll spray a n***a way back Still spendin’ money from way back When young n***a pull up and take that He gotta pay for the Wraith back Hard to replace that (f** n***a!) I’m a savage let me shoutout to my partner We gon’ hide ’em We don’t do no f**in’ robbing YFN Lucci is my brother We gon’ bust fye for each other We gon’ stand in the line for each other Ain’t nothing I won’t do for my brother Ain’t nothing I won’t do for my brother Ain’t nothing I won’t do for my mother Stay down in the trap with the same n***as 24/7 Tryna get the money I fell off bad but I shook back All that sh** we done shook that We done rob everybody we done took that I was sellin’ good crack, I was going to school with dope in my book bag [Hook: Blac Youngsta] We don’t play that We send k**ers where you lay at They gon’ have to come and spray that We already K that All I wanted was some rest All I wanted was a Maybach I got a Maybach Lord can you bless my soul Know I coulda been gone I just wanna get some winning I just wanna live long Young n***a, tryna run up a check (Woah, woah, woah, woah!) Young n***a rockin’ VVS (Lil’ n***a, lil’ n***a, lil’ n***a!) Young n***a, all I know is flex (Rich n***a, Rich n***a, Rich n***a!) Young n***a die for my respect [Verse 2: YFN Lucci] Lord they know a n***a like a blind man with a stick You better know it And they know a n***a got a thousand ways to get rich You better know it huh Stayed down ’til nightfall, hustle hard and get it all off I’ma ride around wit it all dog If one ball we gon’ all ball, yeah We gon’ run up a check We gon’ go cop VVS yeah I put begess on that b**h That’s just something she’ll neva forget Know I’m ridin’ wit the cake, know they’ll do what I say, yeah, hey No my diamonds ain’t fake I brought the water me, Bobby Booshay So I say you stay in section 8, in my front door just the elevator You better calm down before I elevate you Yeah, hey, ay, I swear a n***a can’t stand a hater When 4-10 they gon’ penetrate you I’ma stand back in the Benz later Yeah ’cause [Hook: Blac Youngsta] We don’t play that We send k**ers where you lay at They gon’ have to come and spray that We already K that All I wanted was some rest All I wanted was a Maybach I got a Maybach Lord can you bless my soul Know I coulda been gone I just wanna get some winning I just wanna live long Young n***a, tryna run up a check (Woah, woah, woah, woah!) Young n***a rockin’ VVS (Lil’ n***a, lil’ n***a, lil’ n***a!) Young n***a, all I know is flex (Rich n***a, Rich n***a, Rich n***a!) Young n***a die for my respect

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