
Play Around Duvy
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[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
This shit off the top, man
(Bavaro, beat it up, haha)
Like every other track, yeah
[Chorus]
You better not play 'round
My slime behind me, we gon' hit him up
Gon' keep it real, I'm seventeen-hundred, I don't give a fuck
My bro, he stay on green, that slimey fuck
Mix Sprite, yeah, with codeine, I'm hella geeked, I'm hella tweakin'
And he off Adderall, she know my life ain't right
Don't you leave, stay until the morning
We gon' spin, what you mean?
This for Skinny, when we up it, you ain't leaving
You gon' bleed, he a beast
[Verse]
Too many signs, God telling me my wrongs
He was tweakin' the day he got hit, this shit was meant to be
That boy might kill, you cool with the opps, ain't cool with me
Shoot 'til it bridge cock, he dropped, his man made pain songs
Yeah, them Jane babies ride around
Mom know her son a demon, I don't play nor smile
My G-Lock like MJ, love to beat it
We piss on graves, bro a demon, reaper
Not even wan' come around
I had to trust myself, I know no love around
We ain't gon' leave no witness
That nigga, he a big bitch
Yeah, yeah
This shit off the top, man
(Bavaro, beat it up, haha)
Like every other track, yeah
[Chorus]
You better not play 'round
My slime behind me, we gon' hit him up
Gon' keep it real, I'm seventeen-hundred, I don't give a fuck
My bro, he stay on green, that slimey fuck
Mix Sprite, yeah, with codeine, I'm hella geeked, I'm hella tweakin'
And he off Adderall, she know my life ain't right
Don't you leave, stay until the morning
We gon' spin, what you mean?
This for Skinny, when we up it, you ain't leaving
You gon' bleed, he a beast
[Verse]
Too many signs, God telling me my wrongs
He was tweakin' the day he got hit, this shit was meant to be
That boy might kill, you cool with the opps, ain't cool with me
Shoot 'til it bridge cock, he dropped, his man made pain songs
Yeah, them Jane babies ride around
Mom know her son a demon, I don't play nor smile
My G-Lock like MJ, love to beat it
We piss on graves, bro a demon, reaper
Not even wan' come around
I had to trust myself, I know no love around
We ain't gon' leave no witness
That nigga, he a big bitch
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