[Verse 1: Los & WB Nutty]

Niggas'll kill for they bitch (They ho)

My niggas kill for zips (Yeah)

Zips of that dog, don't let it be a brick

I don't know how Nutty do it, he make twelve out of six

Shootin' with his eyes closed, that's why they hit him with attempt

Told cuz these testers, tryna charge they ass the ten

Nigga, you ain't get the message? Used to trap up out our crib

I was trappin' out the crib, motel ,and the trailer

Paid the driver five hundred, me and Nutty still trailed 'em

Nigga damn near took the charge and he's a two-time felon

Still ridin' with the cards, but I send the work with Brandy

Nigga, fuck sending Brandy, put them pills in the mail

You don't know how she was raised, she get caught, she might tell

Nigga, Brandy sold a hundred grams out the motel (She did)

Hit her with the— let it dry, it got a funny smell

Boy, I couldn't even let it dry, had to sell that shit wet

He bust it out the wrapper, tryna bring that shit back

[Refrain: Los & WB Nutty]

Told him, "That's not how we play it, boy"

Told him, "That's not how we play it, boy"

I told him, "That's not how we play it, boy"

I told him, "That's not how we play it, boy"

[Verse 2: WB Nutty]

Ayy, that ain't how we play it, once you take it, then it's yours

We don't do no fronts, nigga, and we don't do no shorts

I'm playin' with the card, but I had a run with that boy

[Verse 3: Los]

I'm good at that pharm', blue pills or they orange

Got this script in your name, baby girl, they ain't yours

Tryna tell that bitch don't leave 'cause she important

Tryna tell that ho she can go 'cause I don't need her

Tryna get this blow and some cut and some needles

Tryna cook this food, whities hungry, I'ma feed 'em

Serve fake pills third person, I don't see 'em

Nigga, that's my lil' homie, he put in work for me

Press five hundred dummies, he brought me all the money

Brought it back like—

[Outro: Los]

That's my lil' homie

I gave him five hundred dummies, he brought me back all the money