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young thug - don’t play lyrics

[intro]
we got london on da track

[chorus: verse simmonds & young thug]
i’m all ’bout my bread, oh no, i just can’t trust these n-gg-s
if you need that work, i’ll drop that off, yeah, i deliver
yeah, be sure to count that up, no, don’t be short one dollar
’cause i need all mine, if it cross that line, you gon’ make me pop that yopper, bang, bang
don’t you play with my head (bang, bang)
don’t you play with my bread (bang, bang)
don’t you play with my head (bang, bang)
don’t you play with my bread

[verse 1: young thug]
you should look up in the sky and tell ’em
these new rollies, this a [?]
i told lil’ homie “take it easy out here”
homie treacherous like he godzilla
stoner life, he wipe his nose
i’m in the same [?] i might go dead, thriller
my jewelry shine just like mop & glo
jerrika told me “go stack up your d-mn figures”
now i lean [?] but you can drive me
and i’m a big blood, baby, see it in my iv
and i’ma ball until i fall with no flaws
i swear that i’ma do it ’til they motherf-ckin’ find me
that d-ck hard, baby girl, come and climb me
no baseball, but you got that b-tch behind me
no cappin’, not no mathematics
no trina, but my b-tch the baddest, she not average, she a savage

[chorus: verse simmonds]
i’m all ’bout my bread, oh no, i just can’t trust these n-gg-s
if you need that work, i’ll drop that off, yeah, i deliver
yeah, be sure to count that up, no, don’t be short one dollar
’cause i need all mine, if it cross that line, you gon’ make me pop that yopper, bang, bang
don’t you play with my head (bang, bang)
don’t you play with my bread (bang, bang)
don’t you play with my head (bang, bang)
don’t you play with my bread

[open instrumental]

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