Do You Wanna Play lyrics

[Intro]
I make your b*tch do whatever I say
I make your b*tch do whatever I say
Skrt, skrt

[Chorus]
I make your b*tch 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 b*tch 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*ggas do you really wanna play?
Might kidnap your b*tch 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*gga in the grave
Just for thinkin' that he brave
Lot of n*ggas gettin' exposed
You don't need try to save 'em
His trap disabled, I'm drinkin' maple
It's YRN, no other label
Your b*tch 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 b*tch 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 b*tch 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*gga you got a knife
What the f*ck I look like tryna fight
Three fifty seven, bulldog bite
Got my young n*ggas 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*gga 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 b*tch on her knees
All it took was a little bit of cheese
Real trap n*gga eat that b*tch B's
Can you tell me n*gga 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 b*tch 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 b*tch 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 b*tch 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?