[Intro]
I make your bitch do whatever I say
I make your bitch do whatever I say
Skrt, skrt

[Chorus]
I make your bitch do whatever I say
She go get the money, she carry the K
I told my killers to watch what he say
He look at me wrong, I bet he gon' spray
Do you wanna play?
Do you wanna play?
Got a hundred 'round drum on the draco
Do you wanna play?
I make your bitch do whatever I say
She go get the money, she carry the K
I told my killers to watch what he say
He look at me wrong, I bet he gon' spray
Do you wanna play?
Do you wanna play?
Got a hundred 'round drum on the draco
Do you wanna play?

[Verse 1]
Hundred round draco, told you lil n***as do you really wanna play?
Might kidnap your bitch broad daylight, put a pillowcase on her face
No face, no case
No First 48
Just 85 North where I'm headed
Smokin' good cookie and blowin' grape
You know it gettin' really late
Got a mask on my face
Taliban with the K
Black suit tailor made (John Wic at night)
Put a n***a in the grave
Just for thinkin' that he brave
Lot of n***as gettin' exposed
You don't need try to save 'em
His trap disabled, I'm drinkin' maple
It's YRN, no other label
Your bitch she go get the bag out the box
Take a break from the stove, bag up this rock
You pourin' up 'Tussin then you drinkin' snot
I got your ho at the front door with the Glock
[Chorus]
I make your bitch do whatever I say
She go get the money, she carry the K
I told my killers to watch what he say
He look at me wrong, I bet he gon' spray
Do you wanna play?
Do you wanna play?
Got a hundred 'round drum on the draco
Do you wanna play?
I make your bitch do whatever I say
She go get the money, she carry the K
I told my killers to watch what he say
He look at me wrong, I bet he gon' spray
Do you wanna play?
Do you wanna play?
Got a hundred 'round drum on the draco
Do you wanna play?

[Verse 2]
I was trappin' at a young age
In apartments, very late at night
I got a gun, n***a you got a knife
What the fuck I look like tryna fight
Three fifty seven, bulldog bite
Got my young n***as shootin' on sight
Straight A with the peanut butter guts
Doin' a hundred 'cause I'm kinda in a rush
Say you workin', well not good enough
Say you trappin', well n***a get up
Balmains, always stuffed crust
A lot of chonies with a little bit of dubs
Team top parallel in the streets
Take a look at the Forgi's underneath
Take a look at your bitch on her knees
All it took was a little bit of cheese
Real trap n***a eat that bitch B's
Can you tell me n***a who are you to me?
Got a forty right under my tee
If you wanna talk foul out your teeth
Bet you didn't know your bitch work for me
When you give her cash it come to me
If you give her bags it come to me
Everything comin' to me
[Chorus]
I make your bitch do whatever I say
She go get the money, she carry the K
I told my killers to watch what he say
He look at me wrong, I bet he gon' spray
Do you wanna play?
Do you wanna play?
Got a hundred 'round drum on the draco
Do you wanna play?
I make your bitch do whatever I say
She go get the money, she carry the K
I told my killers to watch what he say
He look at me wrong, I bet he gon' spray
Do you wanna play?
Do you wanna play?
Got a hundred 'round drum on the draco
Do you wanna play?