Lil Gray – Playin With That lyrics

[Intro: Treez Lowkey]
Ayy, Manny, this joint crank, fool
Ayy, Sean the Don killed the track
Yeah

[Verse 1: Treez Lowkey]
I'm in Margiela, my feet
I told you I'm steppin' unique
I turn your lil' bitch to freak
Told you know swipin' technique
Baby, she like my physique
I fuck her, I'm gettin' fatigued
I'm rockin' Bape camo fatigue
I walk in the bank, this shit so routine, ayy

[Chorus: Treez Lowkey]
New whip, nigga, two hundred on the dash
I'm pullin' off pretty fast
I fuck on that bitch and I think I'ma crash
I might just sleep at her pad
Don't want your face, bitch, I want your ass
I give a fuck 'bout your past
I'm playin' with money, I'm playin' with cash
You know I'm playin' with racks
Yeah, it's that money, I'm playin' with that
Guap, I'm playin' with that
Yeah, her pussy, I'm playin' with that
Glock, I'm playin' with that
Yeah, that cash, I'm playin' with that
Guap, I'm playin' with that
Yeah, her pussy, I'm playin' with that
Glock, I'm playin' with that

[Post-Chorus: Lil Gray]
I'm not in a rush, bitch, I'm taking my time
I'm sayin' real shit and then makin' it rhyme
My bitch so fine, ass like Kelly Divine
Yeah, you smoke from behind but what's up with your mind?
I do the oochie coochie in brand new Ksubis
I spin your block 'til you're woozy
Lotto Boy fin' shoot a SCAR, nigga, fuck the Uzi
Casino your block, pull up, shoot a movie

[Chorus: Treez Lowkey]
New whip, nigga, two hundred on the dash
I'm pullin' off pretty fast
I fuck on that bitch and I think I'ma crash
I might just sleep at her pad
Don't want your face, bitch, I want your ass
I give a fuck 'bout your past
I'm playin' with money, I'm playin' with cash
You know I'm playin' with racks
Yeah, it's that money, I'm playin' with that
Guap, I'm playin' with that
Yeah, her pussy, I'm playin' with that
Glock, I'm playin' with that
Yeah, that cash, I'm playin' with that
Guap, I'm playin' with that
Yeah, her pussy, I'm playin' with that
Glock, I'm playin' with that

[Post-Chorus: Lil Gray]
I'm not in a rush, bitch, I'm taking my time
I'm sayin' real shit and then makin' it rhyme
My bitch so fine, ass like Kelly Divine
Yeah, you smoke from behind but what's up with your mind?
I do the oochie coochie in brand new Ksubis
I spin your block 'til you're woozy
Lotto Boy fin' shoot a SCAR, nigga, fuck the Uzi
Casino your block, pull up, shoot a movie

[Verse 2: Lil Gray]
Clip on this blade, bitch, we tote like the car show
Bitch, the price of the pint is the same as your car note
Real spill, I got wordplay like Rocko
Real deal, bad bitch, body Wendy Harlow
Hit with your fifth like I'm tryna catch carpal
I tried sellin' zips but I'm better with narcos
Your boyfriend a bitch but he act like he macho
Stirrin' the grits and the bricks, feel like Ralo
Uh, uh, I mashed off
Watch me switch it up, live it up
Bags in, pick it up, throw a P like fastball
I skrrt off his asphalt
Drop stacks on your swipe, get cash all
Had Percs or cute, could brash y'all
New bricks of boot, let's cash talk