Lyrics Lola Brooke – Don't Play With It

Don’t play with it, don’t play with it, don’t play with it
Don’t play with it

I just wanna rough neck n**** on the tongue
Bitches wanna see me automatic with a drum
Ask me if I'm finished, nah, bitch, I just begun
Nah, I ain’t giving out no nutty to no n****
Just for fun, are you dumb?

Running man, I don’t know no other man
(Run it up) You fu*k like a hundred n*****
Just for hundred bands (What?)
I ain’t even got me hundred bands (Shit)
I’m still gon' me a hundred m’s with a hundred plans

Gimme beso, Extendo
I carry bitches like I'm prego
Peter out with a n**** called Pedro
Sucker n****, should’ve knew it from the get go

Don’t play with it, don’t play with it, don’t play with it
Come on, baby, don’t play with it
Just lay in it, spend all day in it

My hitters don’t play with it, don’t play with it, don’t play with it
They stay with it, I'm okay with it
When it comes to me, they don’t play with it

Glitzy on me, yeah, that’s something that I stay with
Them Brooklyn bitches, they ain’t really nothing to play with
Bitch is steady chatting, when I run down, she ain’t say shit
My hitters gon' bang quick, fu*k around, it gets dangerous

Bitches acting like a bimbo, stomp a bitch in my timbos
Hoes know I ain’t playing games, no XBox, Nintendo
Real bitch, no false shit, I stand on it, that’s ten 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
Got these n***** vex, 'cause I curve them when I want
Get his wig pushed back, if the n**** tries to front like

Don’t play with it, don’t play with it, don’t play with it
Come on, baby, don’t play with it
Just lay in it, spend all day in it

My hitters don’t play with it, don’t play with it, don’t play with it
They stay with it, I'm okay with it
When it comes to me, they don’t play with it