[Intro: Future]
Can't play no games with these n*****
Can't play no games with these n*****, they're so fake and they phony
Can't play no games with these b******, they treat me like I'm Tony
Can't play no games with these n*****
[Hook: Future]
Can't play no games with these n*****
Can't play no games with these n*****
Can't play no games with these b******
Can't play no games with these b******
Can't play no games with these n*****, they're so fake and they phony
Can't play no games with these b******, they treat me like I'm Tony
Can't play no games with these n*****
Can't play no games with these b******
[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Kilo in the kitchen, p**** n***** Merry Christmas
b****** taking pictures cause we keep on getting richer
Say a n**** name you know you f****** with them killers
Walking through the club only salute the real n*****
Ain't no bottles on your table, p**** boy go get your gwolla
Hoes don"t credit p**** so you can"t pay her tomorrow
b**** just bought a house she can't afford to run her mouth
I run all these fields, I run the game, not just the South
Bow down to the biggest, Belaire I be spilling
Counting all this paper, no games with these p**** n*****
Double M, we poppin', shoppin' buying new clothes
Heard your s*** keep flopping and your crib got foreclosed
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
Can"t play no games with these lames, I"m getting money like Tony
Three chains on my neck these b****** brushin' up on it
Hundred grand on my watch, you don"t feel me then f*** 'em
If you playin' with work, we either feed 'em or touch 'em
I play no games with these hoes, get a ticket a show
Fed follow a n**** like it"s a brick at a show
VIP choppa, Rollie be matchin'
Ho know we f*****', so don"t even ask em
I play no games at the bar, all I see is Ciroc
Three bottles for Diddy, three hoes in the car
No love for these skeezers, we party and f*** 'em
Every day is a party so every day we like f*** "em
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Rick Ross]
n***** sellin" dope just tryin" to come up in the game
Say it"s for the fam but spendin' a hundred on the chain
n***** go for self when they caught up in the fame
Run back to a n**** when them shots get to sprayin"
BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG!
Now we holdin' hands
Success another gamble, b**** I took a chance
Jumped straight off the porch, jumped right in the kitchen
Then I got a Porsche, my b**** wanted a Bentley
[Hook]
Can't play no games with these n*****
Can't play no games with these n*****, they're so fake and they phony
Can't play no games with these b******, they treat me like I'm Tony
Can't play no games with these n*****
[Hook: Future]
Can't play no games with these n*****
Can't play no games with these n*****
Can't play no games with these b******
Can't play no games with these b******
Can't play no games with these n*****, they're so fake and they phony
Can't play no games with these b******, they treat me like I'm Tony
Can't play no games with these n*****
Can't play no games with these b******
[Verse 1: Rick Ross]
Kilo in the kitchen, p**** n***** Merry Christmas
b****** taking pictures cause we keep on getting richer
Say a n**** name you know you f****** with them killers
Walking through the club only salute the real n*****
Ain't no bottles on your table, p**** boy go get your gwolla
Hoes don"t credit p**** so you can"t pay her tomorrow
b**** just bought a house she can't afford to run her mouth
I run all these fields, I run the game, not just the South
Bow down to the biggest, Belaire I be spilling
Counting all this paper, no games with these p**** n*****
Double M, we poppin', shoppin' buying new clothes
Heard your s*** keep flopping and your crib got foreclosed
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Rick Ross]
Can"t play no games with these lames, I"m getting money like Tony
Three chains on my neck these b****** brushin' up on it
Hundred grand on my watch, you don"t feel me then f*** 'em
If you playin' with work, we either feed 'em or touch 'em
I play no games with these hoes, get a ticket a show
Fed follow a n**** like it"s a brick at a show
VIP choppa, Rollie be matchin'
Ho know we f*****', so don"t even ask em
I play no games at the bar, all I see is Ciroc
Three bottles for Diddy, three hoes in the car
No love for these skeezers, we party and f*** 'em
Every day is a party so every day we like f*** "em
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Rick Ross]
n***** sellin" dope just tryin" to come up in the game
Say it"s for the fam but spendin' a hundred on the chain
n***** go for self when they caught up in the fame
Run back to a n**** when them shots get to sprayin"
BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG, BANG!
Now we holdin' hands
Success another gamble, b**** I took a chance
Jumped straight off the porch, jumped right in the kitchen
Then I got a Porsche, my b**** wanted a Bentley
[Hook]