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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lola Brooke
Vocals
Billy B
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shyniece Thomas
Composer
Alyssa Stephens
Composer
Caresha Brownlee
Composer
Jahdira Atkins
Composer
Deandre Sumpter
Composer
Colin Daniel Murray
Composer
Kadir Naji Franklin
Composer
Richard Parker Wiggins
Composer
Fletcher Redd
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Billy B
Additional Producer
Dizzy Banko
Producer
Semi Beatz
Producer
Tsunami
Producer
Anthony Daniel
Mixing Engineer
Dan Millice
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
(Violation)
Uh-uh-uh-uh
(Dizz, you violated) grrr, baow
Don't play with it, don't play with it, don't play with it
Don't play with it
Mwah, uh-huh
I just wanna rough neck nigga on the tongue (big mad)
Bitches wanna see me automatic with a drum (grrt, grrt, grrt)
Ask me if I'm finished, "Nah, bitch, I just begun"
Nah, I ain't givin' out no 'nani to no nigga just for fun, are you dumb? (Uh-uh)
Runner man, I don't know no other man (run it up, run it up)
You fuck like a hundred niggas just for hundred bands (what?)
I don't even got me hundred bands (shit)
I'm still gon' me a hundred M's with a hundred plans
Gimme beso (muah), Extendo (grrah)
I carry bitches like I'm preggo (bop-bop, bop-bop)
Peter roll with nigga called Pedro (grrah, grrah, grrah)
Sucker nigga, should've knew it from the get-go (uh, yeah)
Don't play with it, don't play with it, don't play with it
Come on, baby, don't play with it (don't play with it, muah)
Just lay in it (ooh), spend all day in it (ugh-ugh, ugh-ugh)
My hitters don't play with it, don't play with it, don't play with it (grr)
They stay with it, I'm okay with it (yo)
(It's Billy) when it comes to me, they don't play with it
Glitzy on me, yeah, that's somethin' that stay with (somethin' that stay with)
Them Brooklyn bitches, they ain't really nothin' to play with
Bitches steady chattin', when I run down, she ain't say shit
My hitters gon' bang quick, fuck around, it gets dangerous
Bitches actin' like a bimbos, stomp a bitch in my timbos
Hoes know I ain't playin' games, no Xbox, Nintendo (nah)
Real bitch, no false shit, I stand on it, that's ten toes (toes)
Pulled up in a big body with the dark tints on the windows
He said, "She so sweet," make him wanna lick the wrapper
Let him taste the pussy, then I kick him out right after (bye)
Got these niggas vex, 'cause I curve them when I want
Get his wig pushed back, if the nigga tries to front like (uh, yeah)
Don't play with it, don't play with it, don't play with it
Come on, baby, don't play with it (don't play with it, muah)
Just lay in it (ooh), spend all day in it (ugh-ugh, ugh-ugh)
My hitters don't play with it, don't play with it, don't play with it (grr)
They stay with it, I'm okay with it (uh-huh)
When it comes to me, they don't play with it (muah)
Writer(s): Richard Parker Wiggins, Semi Kaan Kula, Lola Brooke, Kadir Naji Sr. Franklin, Jahdira Atkins, Ace Redd, Deandre Sumpter, Alyssa Michelle Stephens, Caresha Brownlee
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