Still Play Valorant Lyrics – Kodak Black

21The most recent song by D-Block Europe and Kodak Black is called “Still Play Valorant Lyrics.” Clean Biz Lb, Kodak Black, and Young Adz wrote the lyrics, and Eight8 and Harry Beech produced the song.

Still Play Valorant Song Details

Song	Still Play Valorant
Artist/Singer	D-Block Europe and Kodak Black
Lyrics	Dirtbike Lb, Kodak Black, and Young Adz
Produced	Eight8 and Harry Beech
Label	D-Block Europe

Still Play Valorant Lyrics

This the Plug

Eight car garage, Rolls seats come with massage
She wanna have a ménage
Stick to my rules, this won’t be hard
She don’t understand what’s happenin’
Yeah, I’m rich and I’m arrogant
Three Ms on the crib
Got sticks at home and I still play Valorant

I can’t promise to you baby that I’ma be good to you
I’ma be honest with you, bae, I think I’m too hood for you
I just be bumpin’ into b-tches, I don’t be lookin’, bae
That was an accident, I fell into that pussy, bae

Baby, that wasn’t my fault, I love you from the bottom of my heart
Maybe we can work this out, but I don’t know where to start
Baby, I ain’t make them come, they were here first, my dawgs
Shit like this be happenin’, might break your heart on accident
Baby, I ain’t mean to do it, my nigg*s was in here booted
I ain’t wanna f*ck that groupie, but my nigg*s was callin’ me stupid
Like “What we got all these hoes for? Why you think we on the Rover”
Why the hell you was so loyal? You just had a soul, I show girl

Eight car garage, Rolls seats come with massage
She wanna have a ménage
Stick to my rules, this won’t be hard
She don’t understand what’s happenin’
Yeah, I’m rich and I’m arrogant
Three Ms on the crib
Got sticks at home and I still play Valorant

I can’t promise to you baby that I’ma be good to you
I’ma be honest with you, bae, I think I’m too hood for you
I just be bumpin’ into b-tches, I don’t be lookin’, bae
That was an accident, I fell into that pussy, bae

Fuck her in her ass and her mouth
And then make dollars, pounds
We didn’t feel no drought
Her [?] made me drown
Whippin’ what, we open every window in the house
Can we get past this? Can we restart this?
T call me a ski demon, these hoes call me a ski bastard
Still ski-maskin’, pain pills on this rechargin’
Pumped up like I beat charges
OnlyFans, hoe keep archin’

I might just turn on my twitch
My shooter come with an itch
No R.I.C.O.s, just free throws
My nigg* came up like Mitch
Fresh out the dirty South
She couldn’t calm me down
Smoke cherry runts by the pound
The sticks got recoil, it gotta be mounted

Eight car garage, Rolls seats come with massage
She wanna have a ménage
Stick to my rules, this won’t be hard
She don’t understand what’s happenin’
Yeah, I’m rich and I’m arrogant
Three Ms on the crib
Got sticks at home and I still play Valorant

I can’t promise to you baby that I’ma be good to you
I’ma be honest with you, bae, I think I’m too hood for you
I just be bumpin’ into b-tches, I don’t be lookin’, bae
That was an accident, I fell into that pussy, bae