[Intro: Play Crazy]
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
I been ridin' ’round this bitch with his bitch, that's why he hate
Ayy
What up, E?
Ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy
And I said, baby girl, he broke
Don't you play with me, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

[Verse 1: Play Crazy]
Baby girl, he broke (That n***a broke), don’t you play with me
You would think this AK payin' rent the way it stay with me
Man, the doctor barely give these, Play, how you stay with these?
Shit, I really want a dub, but if you gang, they eight a piece
I got hoes that say they love me, I know that shit make-believe
It's guaranteed you gon' make double if you come and shop with me
I just took a Percocet and Adderall, shit, I could barely sleep
I be servin' junkiеs with Giuseppe on, bitch, pleasе excuse my feet
I be posted up with lots of preppy hoes
Either you love me or you don't, baby, I gotta know
I got the hood dependin' on me, shit, I gotta blow
You ever hit the hood on sixes? It feel different, don't it?
Ayy, these Glocks we got ain’t stock, you know that we threw switches on ’em
The way I hit the block, they say I could've went Daytona
Lil’ baby say she want the fame, let's see how bad she want it
The car I'm drivin' so damn new, it got the plastic on it
I could’ve pulled up on a Harley with the basket on it, I'm a basket case
The Percocet I took ain't workin' yet, let's see how long it take
I said fuck it, bro, let's buy a brick and see how much it make
You n***as still ain't found your purpose yet, you n***as in the way
[Verse 2: Babyfxce E]
I seen that one n***a that had my pape' and he ain't had shit to say
Told brodie hand me that one trigger, I'm finna switch the K
Matter fact, hand me the AR pistol, I'm finna switch the K
Give me like 50K, I pay my lawyer so he can switch the case
Yeah, n***a, tell me what's your bank?
Oh, you tryna make some pape'? I told him switch to Chase
Big bullets dumpin' out the Drac', this bitch'll switch your place
Man, I'm tired of n***as sayin' my full name, I'm finna switch to Fxce
N***a, 'cause y'all n***as be abusin'
Young dog thinkin' he a pit', I'm finna poodle him
In a striker, n***as can't catch shit 'cause I be losin' 'em
Y'all both bad as shit, but I ain't gon' pick 'cause I don't be choosin' 'em
Man, don't try to pop your shit and think you doin' somethin'
N***a, I can sign tomorrow and go through a hundred
Grab my chop and take him out his crib like the movers comin'
Taxin' for a pint, he talked me down, but I ain't losin' nothin'

[Verse 3: Play Crazy]
Hey, I just bought a chop, this bitch'll sing just like Aretha
Baby, I ain't antisocial, I just wasn't supposed to meet you
If I put on my Giuseppes, I ain't steppin' out the Bimmer
N***as ain't really no steppers, they just post on social media
I'm ridin' 'round, this bitch on me, ayy
I'll fft by myself, need no big homie, gang
K'll break a n***a leg like I stepped on it, ayy
You know I told him it was fish, but I stepped on it, ayy
Paranoid, been ridin' with this K on my lap
It ain't no couches in this bitch, you gotta stand in the trap
Tighten up, you must not understand where you at
Told baby back the fuck off 'fore you land where you stand, ayy
I just served a white boy, his name Christopher or Stan
It don't really make no difference, when I see him, spend a band
Come out and spin a block, if no one drop, then spin that bitch again
And my phone won't stop ringin', had to spin the bitch again
If you shop with me, it's guaranteed, then, bitch, it's 'bout to land
Guarantee it, baby, 'cause I packed 'em in with my hands
Ayy, ayy
[Outro]
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You know what it is
Bank Run shit
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