Plottin'
Check, check, check (Check, check)
We just up late night plottin' on a... (Check, check)
We just up late night plottin' on a million
Baby showed me her true colors she like chameleon
They gone know my name when I walk off in the building
I'm moving fast, yeah I'm moving kinda like a villian
Yeah, I'm moving for that bag a nigga need a killing
Yeah, a nigga need a killing
A nigga only moving for the bag I need a killing
Bitch, you know I need a killing
If you know Jrop then you know he taxing for the killing
Ain't got time for these petty hoes in they feelings
Had get my money up
Got death all in my cup
I keep puttin' my heart in hoes who love swallowing children
I keep puttin' my heart in hoes who love swallowing kids
Man these bitches gone do what they do it is what it is
If it ain't 'bout that money then that shit ain't none of my biz
She say do you trust me? I don't know what the fuck that is
I can't show no love, I can't show love to a rubber duck
City to city yeah we getting bucks
Count a milli in Milwaukee, yeah big bucks
We just up late night plottin' on a million
Baby showed me her true colors she like chameleon
They gone know my name when I walk off in the building
I'm moving fast, yeah I'm moving kinda like a villian
Yeah, I'm moving for that bag a nigga need a killing
Yeah, a nigga need a killing
A nigga only moving for the bag I need a killing
Bitch, you know I need a killing
We just up late night plottin' on a... (Check, check)
We just up late night plottin' on a million
Baby showed me her true colors she like chameleon
They gone know my name when I walk off in the building
I'm moving fast, yeah I'm moving kinda like a villian
Yeah, I'm moving for that bag a nigga need a killing
Yeah, a nigga need a killing
A nigga only moving for the bag I need a killing
Bitch, you know I need a killing
If you know Jrop then you know he taxing for the killing
Ain't got time for these petty hoes in they feelings
Had get my money up
Got death all in my cup
I keep puttin' my heart in hoes who love swallowing children
I keep puttin' my heart in hoes who love swallowing kids
Man these bitches gone do what they do it is what it is
If it ain't 'bout that money then that shit ain't none of my biz
She say do you trust me? I don't know what the fuck that is
I can't show no love, I can't show love to a rubber duck
City to city yeah we getting bucks
Count a milli in Milwaukee, yeah big bucks
We just up late night plottin' on a million
Baby showed me her true colors she like chameleon
They gone know my name when I walk off in the building
I'm moving fast, yeah I'm moving kinda like a villian
Yeah, I'm moving for that bag a nigga need a killing
Yeah, a nigga need a killing
A nigga only moving for the bag I need a killing
Bitch, you know I need a killing
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Writer(s): Marcus Nickson
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