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Ace Da Demon - Dont Play Lyrics

I gotta AK on my waist keep it there just incase
Gotta strap in my lap shoot it out the freeway
Offed you and your bitch because you stopped on the three-way
Recorded that shit and I got it on replay
Drive back to the scene and I’m posting a pic (say cheese)
Shame that bitch was thick (double D)
This ain’t a game this a stick up (Fuck)
2016 used to hit licks and trap
Now I’m stuck in a cell doing sit ups
(Now I’m in the cell doing sit ups)

You no I don't play
Choppa gonna spray
We hit a lick ride around with my main
Glocks with a beam now he's screaming in pain
St. Louis my city and Londons my main
Rocking out shows I dont do it for fame
Goofies keep talking my demons insane

(Don’t play, Don’t play)
(Don’t play, Don’t play)

They like... Donie you the man
I said bitch I know I am
That’s why this 30 in my hand
Please don’t try me I ain’t playin
Betta watch out what you sayin
Cuz I’ll really kill ya manz
Let these bullets get to sprayin
And I’m knocking off his dreads
Woah
(Don’t play, Don’t play)
(Don’t play, Don’t play)

I be flexin all this money
I be flexin all these bands
Niggas keep on talking on me
And I still don’t understand

Woah
(Don’t play, Don’t play)
(My K, Will spray)

Got your bitch choking on my dick
She let me in
She let me hit
Woah
Got your bitch choking on my dick
She let me in
She let me hit
Woah

(Don't play , don't play)
Talk on the net but you no we don't play
Ace in this bitch got a tech and a K
(Dont play , don't play)
MBK stepping we pop out broad day
Just say the word and we real quick to spray
Hop out we trapping I'm making that bank
(My K , Will spray)
I tried to tell them bitch we do not play
Choppa gon kick and it's bringing the hate
Said I'm not stepping
Don't care what you think
I'm Balling off I just ran up 2k
Hop in a stolo I'm flipping that cake
We start to buck
Laugh when he ran away
Stomped down his teeth
And he ain't been the same
Stomped down his teeth
Because bitch we do not play
Said that he’s stepping got Tec’s and a K
Smoking dead opps got a pack to my face
Just sold a pound but you no it was laced
Ride around tinted .5 hit the race
St louis my city We pop out and spray
Meda don crazy bitch we do not play
(Meda don crazy bitch we do not play)
We dirty nigga
Meda Don crazy you know I don’t play
Stuck in the field my cleats are my Jays
Ace in this bitch wit a switch onna 4 fifth
Better calm down or his wig getting split
I’m with this shit Ace with this shit
Your mom raised a bitch push her off the cliff

Nah we ain’t runnin’
When you niggas comin’
Cuz no it ain’t nothin’
But dumpin’ a clip

I gotta AK on my waist keep it there just incase
Gotta strap in my lap shoot it out the freeway
Offed you and your bitch because you stopped on the three-way
Recorded that shit and I got it on replay
Drive back to the scene and I’m posting a pic (say cheese)
Shame that bitch was thick (double D)
(Shame that bitch was thick)
(That bitch was thick)

I gotta AK on my waist keep it there just incase
Gotta strap in my lap shoot it out the freeway

Don’t play