Blueprint
I got the plans, My gz been running this game
6666, HMM
Put me on the mic, no chill
I wanna be like Michael Scofield
Not Jordan, not Jackson
Fuck outta my town wit the accent
I'm back, and I'm better
Stay strappin, my Tenna
Never gonna fold under pressure
Na, na, na
I was in the M1 doing 180
In a Hilux sayin come get me
That's ancient
If that's foul play then that's flagrant
Tell em I'm faded, tell em I'm off my nut
Tell em I'm too straight up
Tell em I'm fit, tellem don't waste my time
Tell em don't take my lines
And I got tricks like Benihana
And I cut throats but I ain't no barber (Nah!)
Tell me whose harder then me?
Tell me whose heart beats harder then this
And I got no heart for the pigs
Got no heart for a snitch
Shoutout to Gizza, shoutout to Pete
My Geez go hard for the six (Six,Six,Six,Six)
I got the plans, I got the BluePrint
My Geez been running this game
(Runnin it, Runnin it)
Stop this nuisance
Have you ever gripped these cans?
Have you ever seen these bands?
Have you ever flipped a P, double and stash?
Have you ever been this mad?
Take a L cos your learning (Yj)
Bros got skills on Bills, money coming in that's earning (Cash)
In and out like a Skerman,
3976 on a German
Curving, while the rubber still burnin, swervin (Ssshhh!)
Man can't talk about whips, talk about bikes, lies lies
How many times have I told em?
That's bread and butter and I'll fold em
Mully so long that's olden
Trust me brudda I was chosen
Stay lurkin, still
Don't know what im mean and
Don't know what I'm feinin'
Tell the big bro pack the weed in
Gotta stay fit for the weekend
In a Penthouse in the morning still peakin
Do u know what I'm speaking? (All of that)
This is the life I been living
Man I be eating, Aki be putting the keys in
Ignition, don't talk about ammunition
Bros got a sawn off, looks kinda worn off
Brudda be careful when that door knocks (Free Leti)
While I'm in the booth tryna make the right move
Tryna do this music for a reason
Part of my goal for the season
Blessed that I'm breathing,
So don't talk to me, don't talk to me not even Steven! (HP YJ)
I got the plans, I got the BluePrint
My Geez been running this game
(Runnin it, Runnin it)
Stop this nuisance
Have you ever gripped these cans?
Have you ever seen these bands?
Have you ever flipped a P, double and stash?
Have you ever been this mad?
You don't know bout merkin
My Geez out here putting work in (Non stop)
Cos you dress the part and you act a role
But your boys out here still learning, please (Still)
Watchu mean? watchu mean?
My Geez put South East on the scene (The gang)
You don't know what it means
All of my Geez, chasing that cheese (All of them)
Cos the bars too soft too sweet
Crackhead needa eat
Talk about your dreams, shit
When's the last time you had a sleep? (When? When?)
You need that snooze me and my boys on the booze (Fucken oath)
Jay Rock win, Six out here never lose!
Win! Six, Six, Six, Six
Fat like Kathmandu
I've seen it all at the SSHH!
You can't show me new!
This is HP culture, your not even close bra
Teezr! Skeez! Nuff 2 Tuff with another fat poster!
Hampton this, Hampton that
Hampton Six, Hampton!
Making moves no camping
Fuck your squad we're all flanking (Fuck em all)
Bankrupt and we're banking
Cash flow still stacking like this cone piece that I'm packing
Six boys what I'm backing
6666, HMM
Put me on the mic, no chill
I wanna be like Michael Scofield
Not Jordan, not Jackson
Fuck outta my town wit the accent
I'm back, and I'm better
Stay strappin, my Tenna
Never gonna fold under pressure
Na, na, na
I was in the M1 doing 180
In a Hilux sayin come get me
That's ancient
If that's foul play then that's flagrant
Tell em I'm faded, tell em I'm off my nut
Tell em I'm too straight up
Tell em I'm fit, tellem don't waste my time
Tell em don't take my lines
And I got tricks like Benihana
And I cut throats but I ain't no barber (Nah!)
Tell me whose harder then me?
Tell me whose heart beats harder then this
And I got no heart for the pigs
Got no heart for a snitch
Shoutout to Gizza, shoutout to Pete
My Geez go hard for the six (Six,Six,Six,Six)
I got the plans, I got the BluePrint
My Geez been running this game
(Runnin it, Runnin it)
Stop this nuisance
Have you ever gripped these cans?
Have you ever seen these bands?
Have you ever flipped a P, double and stash?
Have you ever been this mad?
Take a L cos your learning (Yj)
Bros got skills on Bills, money coming in that's earning (Cash)
In and out like a Skerman,
3976 on a German
Curving, while the rubber still burnin, swervin (Ssshhh!)
Man can't talk about whips, talk about bikes, lies lies
How many times have I told em?
That's bread and butter and I'll fold em
Mully so long that's olden
Trust me brudda I was chosen
Stay lurkin, still
Don't know what im mean and
Don't know what I'm feinin'
Tell the big bro pack the weed in
Gotta stay fit for the weekend
In a Penthouse in the morning still peakin
Do u know what I'm speaking? (All of that)
This is the life I been living
Man I be eating, Aki be putting the keys in
Ignition, don't talk about ammunition
Bros got a sawn off, looks kinda worn off
Brudda be careful when that door knocks (Free Leti)
While I'm in the booth tryna make the right move
Tryna do this music for a reason
Part of my goal for the season
Blessed that I'm breathing,
So don't talk to me, don't talk to me not even Steven! (HP YJ)
I got the plans, I got the BluePrint
My Geez been running this game
(Runnin it, Runnin it)
Stop this nuisance
Have you ever gripped these cans?
Have you ever seen these bands?
Have you ever flipped a P, double and stash?
Have you ever been this mad?
You don't know bout merkin
My Geez out here putting work in (Non stop)
Cos you dress the part and you act a role
But your boys out here still learning, please (Still)
Watchu mean? watchu mean?
My Geez put South East on the scene (The gang)
You don't know what it means
All of my Geez, chasing that cheese (All of them)
Cos the bars too soft too sweet
Crackhead needa eat
Talk about your dreams, shit
When's the last time you had a sleep? (When? When?)
You need that snooze me and my boys on the booze (Fucken oath)
Jay Rock win, Six out here never lose!
Win! Six, Six, Six, Six
Fat like Kathmandu
I've seen it all at the SSHH!
You can't show me new!
This is HP culture, your not even close bra
Teezr! Skeez! Nuff 2 Tuff with another fat poster!
Hampton this, Hampton that
Hampton Six, Hampton!
Making moves no camping
Fuck your squad we're all flanking (Fuck em all)
Bankrupt and we're banking
Cash flow still stacking like this cone piece that I'm packing
Six boys what I'm backing
Credits
Writer(s): Tino Taito
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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