Young Chris - Don't Play lyrics

Feat. Meek Mill (Intro) You hear that? Sound like new money New money, new money, new money Yeah yep yeah yep yep yep yeah (Hook) Pull up in the hood and we're sittin' on wood Like I muthaf**in' should, many n***as don't play wit me Many n***as don't play with me Nah, nah, red by them buses, no matter what the cost is If she like it then I got it, many b**hes don't play with me Many b**hes don't play with me (Verse) It's how I end this, Barapemis, ball harder, Jabari Parker John Calla, Meek Milly, no disrespect, but we Philly sponsored links King and Wade, Zack and Cobie, call my head a black Chernobyl Yung n***as know when the block down Ride winter time with the top down That's why them little p**y boys don't play wit me Got a buck and it's from, I got the K wit me Shine harder whenever you turn the lights off We in the jungle whenever we turn the mikes off n***as get scared when they see this When they see that boy Meek, when they see Chris Goddamn it, we nice, tanned and ripe Fin' the bodybag n***as, hand me his life (Hook) Pull up in the hood and we're sittin' on wood Like I muthaf**in' should, many n***as don't play wit me Many n***as don't play with me Nah, nah, red by them buses, no matter what the cost is If she like it then I got it, many b**hes don't play with me Many b**hes don't play with me (Verse) Pull up in the hood on wood Bad b**h rollin', and she rollin' on wood Finna get some hand on a lil' back pocket Gotta stando with my new ? Give a f** about the cops Finger to the force Holy 9-11, now we know it's the Porsche Think about you n***as, if it's drama, bring a lama Try the enemies with corpse get 'em touched with a torch War, shinnies and cake, more bodies than day Can't find a surprise, the more I ain't amazed Homicidal, you n***as stay all caution and soft p**y n***as ain't ridin', just help me carry the coffin' Shown off with a hose, take the shots in the first Take a shot on the fifth and take it right on rehearse Never take me alive, I told you n***as before Six shots from the drum, I'm sending 'em to the morgue f** world war! (Hook) Pull up in the hood and we're sittin' on wood Like I muthaf**in' should, many n***as don't play wit me Many n***as don't play with me Nah, nah, red by them buses, no matter what the cost is If she like it then I got it, many b**hes don't play with me Many b**hes don't play with me (Verse) Pull up in the hood on hose Hoes start f**in' like a bad b**h suppose I don't give a f** about you haters See, I'm all about the paper Gettin' money in the hood and the road off Platinum in the cold, n***a ride free b**h ride dick like a n***a ride D Only the latest fashion, cla**y, fly cars A n***a be eatin' on the block, five star Came in the cave, I was Job, yung n***a n***a still hops, it's a cold yung n***a Y'all boys ain't ready, ride round heavy, go Bazu on ? Go buckle, intercept me, all about the lil' debbie Sittin' on wood Circling the block, bullsh**tin' through the hood Hop out on my n***as, I'ma smoke a few Ls Hoping I ain't gotta let off a few shells It's just tales of the hood n***a (Hook) Pull up in the hood and we're sittin' on wood Like I muthaf**in' should, many n***as don't play wit me Many n***as don't play with me Nah, nah, red by them buses, no matter what the cost is If she like it then I got it, many b**hes don't play with me Many b**hes don't play with me