Lyrics Play Your Cards (Feat. YC) - Gucci Mane , YC

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Holiday season
'Round here you play the cards that you were dealt
I could give a fuck about your feelings or how you feel
I can't see you in my rearview 'cause you left
I'm so hot, I could touch your bitch and she'll melt
'Round here you play the cards that you were dealt
I could give a fuck about your feelings or how you feel
I can't see you in my rearview 'cause you left
I'm so hot, I could touch your bitch and she'll melt (oh, it's holiday season, nigga)
I'm on my hustle, I'm 'bout my grind
I got a plan to make the whole Atlanta mine
One for the money, two for the dough
Three dollars for the soda, I mix it in the coke
I'm icy in the summer, I think I need a coat
I'll drag you to the river then throw you off the boat
Cold dirty shame, low-down dirty games
I use to have them things, but now I'm on the screen
Play it how it go, take it how it come
Fuck how you feel, 'cause my feelings numb
Play it how it go, take it how it come
Fuck how you feel, 'cause my feelings numb
'Round here you play the cards that you were dealt
I could give a fuck about your feelings or how you feel
I can't see you in my rearview 'cause you left
I'm so hot, I could touch your bitch and she'll melt
'Round here you play the cards that you were dealt
I could give a fuck about your feelings or how you feel
I can't see you in my rearview 'cause you left
I'm so hot, I could touch your bitch and she'll melt
Gucci Mane, I'm hard to kill
Ain't nobody murkin' me
Niggas think they Hercules, have they ass in surgery
Viagara flow, Cialis verses, ain't nobody hard as me
He may have more money, but he'll never have more heart than me
It's big dog, bulldog, leapfrog, jump off
Sawed-off pump, nigga, this ain't what you want
And we goin' all out, all out for the yola
I owe it to the soda
I cut the music down just so I can hear the motor
I open up the sunroof so you can smell the odor
Play your cards right or they'll find you in Dakota
Suckers get trampled, snitches ran over
Snitches ran over
'Round here you play the cards that you were dealt
I could give a fuck about your feelings or how you feel
I can't see you in my rearview 'cause you left
I'm so hot, I could touch your bitch and she'll melt
'Round here you play the cards that you were dealt
I could give a fuck about your feelings or how you feel
I can't see you in my rearview 'cause you left
I'm so hot, I could touch your bitch and she'll melt
'Round here you play the cards that you were dealt
I could give a fuck about your feelings or how you feel
I can't see you in my rearview 'cause you left
I'm so hot, I could touch your bitch and she'll melt
'Round here you play the cards that you were dealt
I could give a fuck about your feelings or how you feel
I can't see you in my rearview 'cause you left
I'm so hot, I could touch your bitch and she'll melt