[Intro]
Stop playing, young n***as
Stop playing, young n***as
Stop playing, yeah, yeah
Yeah, you know [?] you know we ain't playin', yeah
We ain't playin' [?] (Black Money Boyz Deathrow, fuck n***a)
Y'all n***as know what it is, man
Stop playing with this shit, man
You know what's going on, man, yeah, man
[?] stop playin' with this shit [?]
Stop playin' with this shit [?]
Stop playin', fuck n***a (Yeah, Loko)

[Verse 1]
Only thing a bitch good for is gettin' my dick hard
All these hoes think they gangster but I'm the real boss
Hit the club, pop that pussy, a bitch get lost
If that ho ain't making money then she can kick rocks
Man, I hate a leechy bitch that fake like she rich (Uh-huh)
Bitch, your MCM a fraud, his money counterfeit
Florida n***as, we do fraud but that's some more shit
Miami n***as, we go hard, I face-fucked the bitch

[Chorus]
Man, I hate that sucker shit (Yeah)
Blinding n***as with my wrist (Yeah)
And my golds look like Chris
I'ma ball hard on thеse hoes like a fist
Thеse jits ain't on shit (Stop playin')
Talking down, you get hit (Yeah, yeah, yeah, stop playin')
I got rounds, hella clips (Stop playin')
Knock you down, you get flipped (You can get it)
[Verse 2]
Finesse the bitch, fuck the ho, ain't never stress the bitch (Uh-huh)
I put my dick in her mouth, tongue-wrestle this (Uh-huh)
I had to do it by myself, no help for this (Uh-huh)
You disrespectin' Dade County, I'll melt your shit (Let's go)
I'll leave you lonely, lil' homie, like you're introverted
You ain't a bad bitch 'til you got a money purpose
I had to put on for my city 'cause I know we worth it (Stop playin')
You know I gotta do it big like a damn excursion

[Chorus]
Man, I hate that sucker shit (Yeah)
Blinding n***as with my wrist (Yeah)
And my golds look like Chris
I'ma ball hard on these hoes like a fist
These jits ain't on shit (Stop playin')
Talking down, you get hit (Yeah, yeah, yeah, stop playin')
I got rounds, hella clips (Stop playin')
Knock you down, you get flipped (You can get it)