Play Nice Caskey (Ft. ClicKlak)

[Chorus: Caskey]
That boy don't play nice, why would you play with him?
Heard y'all gettin' to the guap, but yo' check is paper thin
I don't harbor none of that hate in me, let that shit stay with them
Once I touch down on yo' block, yeah, it's not to make amends
That boy don't play nice, why would you play with him?
Heard y'all gettin' to the guap, but yo' check is paper thin
Heard y'all sendin' shots, no, let that shit stay with them
Once I touch down on yo' block, yeah, it's not to make amends

[Verse 1: Caskey]
Yeah, new land speed, just dropped the top off
Talk tough online usually mean that they not down to pop off
Once you really the plug you'd know show up outside the drop off
Net worth under me 'cause I'm [?] like I'm a mob boss
If rap didn't work then I'd politic me another way to make a milli
Y'all goin' broke 'cause you silly, don't know how to manage money, guess that's your Achilles
I'm sendin' work out of Philly and O-town, had to elevate 'cause I was lowdown
Pulled up, right up in the driveway, mama came out 'cause she hearin' ghost sounds (ugh)
That's just your son in a new thing (ugh)
Money in shotgun, no boo thing (ugh)
And I came with the gang, no Wu-Tang (ugh)
And I got me a strap, no shoestring (ugh)
In a all-black with no Bruce Wayne (ugh)
Screamin' "I'm the Titty Boi, no 2 Chainz" (ugh)
Kick a bitch out the crib, no Liu Kang (ugh, yeah)