Don't (WSTRN Remix)

[Verse 1: Bryson Tiller]

Don't, don't play with her, don't be dishonest (Aye)

Still not understandin' this logic (Aye)

I'm back and I'm better (And I'm better)

I want you bad as ever

Don't let me just let up

I wanna give you better

Baby, it's whatever

Somebody gotta step up

Girl, I'm that somebody, so I'm next up

Be damned if I let him catch up

It's easy to see that you're fed up

I am on a whole 'nother level

Girl, he only fucked you over 'cos you let him

Fuck him, girl, I guess he didn't know any better

Girl, that man didn't show any effort

Do all I can just to show you you're special

Certain it's your love that holds me together

Lately you say he been killin' the vibe

Gotta be sick of this guy

Pull up, skrr, get in the ride

Left hand is steerin' the other is grippin' your thigh

Light up a spliff and get high

Shorty, you deserve what you've been missin'

Lookin' at you I'm thinkin' he must be trippin'

Play this song for him, tell him, "just listen"

[Chorus: Bryson Tiller]

Don't (Play this song for—)

Don't

[Verse 2: Haile]

West side (I'm just in my zone)

Haile what you thinking, man, you tryna mess her head up? (Tryna mess her head up, yeah)

Tryna make excuses to make yourself feel better, yeah

Well I'm back like I never left

I want you bad as ever

You get me high, my eyes are redder

We just in the zone ah-yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah

Girl just hear me out

Trust me, word, he ain't bout that life

Don't let this brother gas you up with all of these lies

Light up my night and we shine

Shawty, you deserve what you been missin'

I'm thinkin' you don't even know what you're missin'

Play this song for him, tell him, "just listen", yeah

[Chorus: Bryson Tiller & Akelle]

Don't (Play this song for—, oh, oh, woah, oh)

Don't

[Verse 3: Akelle]

Wait, wait, hold up, hold up

Baby just jump in my ride

I'll show you how to have a good time out now

Forget that other guy, I wrote this song for you to play to him

Couple things that you should say to him, yeah

It's up to you now, but you're acting like you don't know what to do

Please, he's a eediat (Fool)

Post a pic of me and you, let him see that (Cool)

Let him see that I let you wear my jewels out

Said he wants to beef, man, them man ah haffi cool out

[Chorus: Bryson Tiller]

Don't (Play this song for—)

Don't

[Verse 4: Louis Rei & Bryson Tiller]

Aha, wait, wait hold up

Don't you see me belling your blower

Show up, show off, you know us

Speak in a tone that's lower, low and behold

Know that I told you to come over, hop in the ride

That's right, roll out

Left side, stroll with me baby

'Cause I know you wanna roll with me

So why don't we?

You should let go, no we ain't lame, babe (Ayy)

[Outro: Bryson Tiller & King Vory]

H-Town got a nigga so throwed

Pour up, we can party some more

Yeah, got this drank in my cup

Got a young nigga feelin' so throwed

H-Town got a nigga so throwed (Play this song for him, tell him "Just listen")

Don't