Don`t Play With It (Feat. Young Thug)

[Chorus: Gunna & Young Thug] Extended clip, I cannot miss I took a risk, I done got rich My jewelry's crisp, shit on your bitch Ice out your wrist, ayy Make you a wish, blow me a kiss I sip the six, bottles of it 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 bitch Bitch green like my loot, yeah Black diamonds on me like the tint on the coupe, yeah Penthouse suite, me and my crew, yeah We all in her mouth, she like rude sex Quick, take an addy, she don't do X She say ooh zaddy, I like your new Patek (let's go) Addy addy addy, addy addy addy I took another one yeah, DJ Khaled took another one, yeah Got new Gucci's on, yeah Look like I'm 'bout to go bungee jumping, yeah Addy addy addy, addy addy addy I sip lean on her dresses, woo-ooh Red monkey jeans, ain't a blessin', woo-ooh These niggas so mad they steamin' for nothin', woo-ooh Got princess cuts 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 princess cuts inside my bracelet, hmm [Chorus: Gunna & Young Thug] Extended clip, I cannot miss I took a risk, I done got rich My jewelry's crisp, shit on your bitch Ice out your wrist, ayy Make you a wish, blow me a kiss I sip the six, bottles of it 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] Fuckin' 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 Call some slimes, get you whacked, it's gonn cost a cool rack Pillow talkin' in the Maybach, oh Livin' large and really rich, oh I'm addicted to this money Go apeshit like Harambe Catch me drippin', swag my fengshui Gettin' money every other day Count that money, ain't shit nothin' fake Top floor condo, won't you come and stay Keep a hundred, don't you ever pay [Chorus: Gunna & Young Thug] Extended clip, I cannot miss I took a risk, I done got rich My jewelry's crisp, shit on your bitch Ice out your wrist, ayy Make you a wish, blow me a kiss I sip the six, bottles of it 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 meMy homies my backbone I'm gettin' my racks on Don't play with it Better not play with it