{Intro: Tufty]

Bitch, don't play with me

Bitch, don't play with me

Alright

[Chorus: Sluds]

Bitch, don't play with me, I might leave you gone, this a laying spree

Make his heart stop beating by the time I fucking count to three

I won't play with heat, although in the booth I be making heat

Everybody tryna fucking copy, they be faking me

Bitch, don't play with me, I might leave you gone, this a laying spree

Make his heart stop beating by the time I fucking count to three

I won't play with heat, although in the booth I be making heat

Everybody tryna fucking copy, they be faking me

[Verse 1: Sluds]

Pull up to your door, red and blue like Thermoxin

They ask me if I've been simping, No I have not been

He spamming my dms, I don't like it, We block him

I am so buff like Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson

Pulling out the coup in a lot like Roddy Rich

I'm a rockstar with a hotty bitch

When I came up, I got money rich

Now, for this life I cannot switch

[Chorus: Sluds]

Bitch, don't play with me, I might leave you gone, this a laying spree

Make his heart stop beating by the time I fucking count to three

I won't play with heat, although in the booth I be making heat

Everybody tryna fucking copy, they be faking me

Bitch, don't play with me, I might leave you gone, this a laying spree

Make his heart stop beating by the time I fucking count to three

I won't play with heat, although in the booth I be making heat

Everybody tryna fucking copy, they be faking me

[Verse 2: Tufty]

Don't play with me, I got mad straps

Are you talkin' about guns or your backpack

Shoot at his feet and make him tap dance

Staring down at you like Lazz Cat

Don't play with me, I'm sporting Jordans

You won't wake up in the morning

All my clothes you can't afford it

Fed up like it's Law & Order

All of you pussies and copycats

Like a printer you copy that

I'm all on the ice like a hockey match

Leave the boy Splinters, not talking rat

Riding around in a bulletproof vest

Choppa put holes in your chest

Play with me, come for your neck

Get no respect, get no respect

[Chorus: Sluds]

Bitch, don't play with me, I might leave you gone, this a laying spree

Make his heart stop beating by the time I fucking count to three

I won't play with heat, although in the booth I be making heat

Everybody tryna fucking copy, they be faking me

Bitch, don't play with me, I might leave you gone, this a laying spree

Make his heart stop beating by the time I fucking count to three

I won't play with heat, although in the booth I be making heat

Everybody tryna fucking copy, they be faking me