Play for Keeps by Lil Tracy Lyrics
[Intro]
(Ayy, it's Deceased on the beat, ya heard?)
(K30 made it)
[Chorus]
All I do is smoke my dope, all I do is count my racks
All you do is love these hoes, where they do that at?
Woke up on another coast, goddamn, I got jet lag
I like Comme des Garçons, I got Vivienne Westwood tags
All I do is smoke my dope, all I do is count my racks
All you do is love these hoes, where they do that at?
Woke up on another coast, goddamn, I got jet lag
I like Comme des Garçons, I got Vivienne Westwood tags
[Verse]
Yessirski (Yes, sir), made fifty K in my sleep
Count my racks, I smoke my weed
I hope you know I play for keeps (Playin' for keeps, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, these fresh out the box, Alex McQueens (Alex McQueen, yeah, yeah)
I got racks in my pocket, these Vivienne jeans
Fucked a nigga's bitch and then I fucked his sister
If you seen what I seen, then you wouldn't kiss her
They told me stay in my lane, but I said, "Fuck that," and I merged
Now it's thirty for a show, fifteen for the verse (Let's go, let's go)
I'm in yo' city with your bitch, how did that happen? (How did that happen?)
'Cause you always on your ass, never make shit happen (Never make shit happen)
I know they probably talk behind my back, it happens (Okay, okay)
Well, they could probably suck my dick and die right after
[Non-Lyrical Bridge]
[Chorus]
All I do is smoke my dope, all I do is count my racks
All you do is love these hoes, where they do that at?
Woke up on another coast, goddamn, I got jet lag
I like Comme des Garçons, I got Vivienne Westwood tags
All I do is smoke my dope, all I do is count my racks
All you do is love these hoes, where they do that at?
Woke up on another coast, goddamn, I got jet lag
I like Comme des Garçons, I got Vivienne Westwood tags
(Ayy, it's Deceased on the beat, ya heard?)
(K30 made it)
[Chorus]
All I do is smoke my dope, all I do is count my racks
All you do is love these hoes, where they do that at?
Woke up on another coast, goddamn, I got jet lag
I like Comme des Garçons, I got Vivienne Westwood tags
All I do is smoke my dope, all I do is count my racks
All you do is love these hoes, where they do that at?
Woke up on another coast, goddamn, I got jet lag
I like Comme des Garçons, I got Vivienne Westwood tags
[Verse]
Yessirski (Yes, sir), made fifty K in my sleep
Count my racks, I smoke my weed
I hope you know I play for keeps (Playin' for keeps, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, these fresh out the box, Alex McQueens (Alex McQueen, yeah, yeah)
I got racks in my pocket, these Vivienne jeans
Fucked a nigga's bitch and then I fucked his sister
If you seen what I seen, then you wouldn't kiss her
They told me stay in my lane, but I said, "Fuck that," and I merged
Now it's thirty for a show, fifteen for the verse (Let's go, let's go)
I'm in yo' city with your bitch, how did that happen? (How did that happen?)
'Cause you always on your ass, never make shit happen (Never make shit happen)
I know they probably talk behind my back, it happens (Okay, okay)
Well, they could probably suck my dick and die right after
[Non-Lyrical Bridge]
[Chorus]
All I do is smoke my dope, all I do is count my racks
All you do is love these hoes, where they do that at?
Woke up on another coast, goddamn, I got jet lag
I like Comme des Garçons, I got Vivienne Westwood tags
All I do is smoke my dope, all I do is count my racks
All you do is love these hoes, where they do that at?
Woke up on another coast, goddamn, I got jet lag
I like Comme des Garçons, I got Vivienne Westwood tags