[Intro: Russ Millions]
Please don't play with it, course I stay with it
Please don't play with it, course I stay with it
Tryin' to have a block party, I'm tappin' it
(Damn, Aarne goin' crazy on these motherfuck—)

[Chorus: Russ Millions]
Ganja baby, I don't pop molly (Yes)
She love badman and she wan' tek cocky (Uh-huh)
Left that bloody man, done it wit' Buni
Top boy, head gets chippy like Sully (Bullet)
Like, yo, why you gettin' involved? Got five machines, let the paigons know (Shattai)
Got Sebz on the beat, in the booth with bro, make her 6:30, make her touch her toe (Bullet, bullet)

[Verse 1: Russ Millions]
Please don't play with it, course I stay with it (Ooh-ooh)
Try have a block party, I'm tapin' it (Ooh-ooh)
I'm apin' it, she can't take the dick (Ooh)
'Cause she raised a kid, I'm not faith with it (Uh-huh)
Everyone's got somethin' to say (Uh-huh, mhm), I got nuttin' to prove (Pussy)
Chattin' online, you got nuttin' to do (Pussy), better stand on that when I buck into you (Shattai)

[Bridge: Russ Millions]
Please don't play with it, course I stay wit' it
Try have a block party, I'm tapin' it
Please don't play with it, course I stay wit' it
Try have a block party, I'm tapin' it
Everyone's got somethin' to say, I got nuttin' to prove
Chattin' online, you got nuttin' to do, better stand on that when I buck into you
[Chorus: Russ Millions]
Ganja baby, I don't pop molly (Yes)
She love badman and she wan' tek cocky (Uh-huh)
Left that bloody man, done it wit' Buni
Top boy, head gets chippy like Sully (Bullet)
Like, yo, why you gettin' involved? Got five machines, let the paigons know (Shattai)
Got Sebz on the beat, in the booth with bro, make her 6:30, make her touch her toe (Bullet, bullet; phew)

[Verse 2: G Herbo]
Uh-huh (Ayy)
Big G Herbo, they call me the GOAT, I'm all in the back of her throat (Yeah)
Glock 23 with a thirty, I tote, I'll let it go if you want smoke (Grrah)
Murder she wrote, that's all we know, I'll blow it at a moe or a folk (I'll blow it at a moe or a folk)
I'm Every Body Killer, you friend or foe? (EBK)
Don't talk to me, you ain't got a million or more, hell yeah, I make at least four (Like four)
Bossed up on a yacht with a whole bunch of hoes, got all of 'em drivin' the boat (Ayy)
We trappin' again, we emptyin' loads, that money keep comin', let's print up some more (Print up some more)
The root of the tree rotten, nobody grows, so pop it, she rockin' out, everybody shows
What happened to lil' buddy, nobody knows (Nobody knows)
Everybody start uppin' poles off, I'm straight out the trenches where nobody goes (Where nobody goes)
All that fake shit gets exposed
I'm still locked in with all my bros, though (All my bros)
That's 'cause we stick to the code
Red beams on all the Glocks and Dracos
Aim it and knock off your nose
No new friends, don't make those
Lame n***as, I hate those
We don't trick on stank hoes
But I got all the bankrolls
From the 'Raq like D. Rose
In L.A. I stay, though
Life is not a game
So fuck I'ma play for? (Swervo)
[Chorus: Russ Millions]
Ganja baby, I don't pop molly (Yes)
She love badman and she wan' tek cocky (Uh-huh)
Left that bloody man, done it wit' Buni
Top boy, head gets chippy like Sully (Bullet)
Like, yo, why you gettin' involved? Got five machines, let the paigons know (Shattai)
Got Sebz on the beat, in the booth with bro, make her 6:30, make her touch her toe (Bullet, bullet)

[Outro: G Herbo]
Swerve, big G Herbo
Yeah
Gotta fuck around, slide to the UK after this one, bro
Uh