Uphill Mafia - Child's Play Lyrics

Nigga, This ain't no child's play
Niggas fake actin, getting hella phased
Pop a 30 now she actin like a two face
Hide away, on the way to the interstate

Took yo bitch tho
She the real reason why you hatin' fo'
Stick wit us don't sit down get yo digits up
Talkin' money you ain't got
Where you get it from

Rollin' stacks counting packs
And i get my bag fat
New bape on my feet
Nigga pour up the lean
And i pop me a beam
F*ck yo bitch
Leave the scene
Now she asking for pics
Posted up with yo bitch

Posted up with yo bitch(Aye)
And she checking the fit(Aye)
Ridin round wit uh stick(Aye)
Finna go to yo block
And i'm sending them shots
Bout to f*ck that shit up
And she coming along
Hunnid shots finna blow heem up

Nigga, This ain't no child's play
Niggas fake actin, getting hella phased
Pop a 30 now she actin like a two face
Hide away, on the way to the interstate

Getting money white hoe
Packing louie like i'm virgil
New bapestas in da camo
AR 15 looking ramboed

We the 22 wave coming up
Two 4s on the way a nigga slumped
Ace in the back and in the trunk
Patron and henny got a nigga getting cooked
Don't f*ck with us nigga got the wrong bus
If a nigga got a problem
Then a nigga gon' bust
Don't trust
Just look

Nigga, This ain't no child's play
Niggas fake actin, getting hella phased
Pop a 30 now she actin like a two face
Hide away, on the way to the interstate