Plugged In

I like it when it's G's in my place
Don't need to cop
Homie put the keys in my face
Don't need to walk
Windows down breeze in my face
Don't need to talk
Hotboxing need to get spray
Just chief it off (Uh Uh)

I got my G's in my spot
Smoking weed in my spot
Scoop my G's they don't drop
Fuck I need to go cop
We in projects with exotic or my crib
They be plugging
If you want it then they got it less it's mid
Got me plugged in

I got the gas pack
So loud it's stuffed in trash bags
So much the dutch can't pack that
The wood it bust can't patch that
I'm good little bruh can't match that
You got boof with the mid I got pack pack
Don't want beef little bitch you should back back
Got the crew used to try get my bag back
Was a lick got the scoop then I hit a few
Armed and dangerous Uno get rid of you
Shooters on the roof don't matter if it's 10 of you
Cold hearted raining down like the Winter do
I would just kick it in cribs with a stick in the crib
Now I stick in the crib with my bitch in the crib
Got my crip in the crib pouring up and we sip
And we finna keep rolling it up

Now pour up a cup
We hang with the plug
Stay high as the fuck
Mango no dutch
I roll with a touch
Ipod unplugged
I needed an outlet
Fuck the social media and clout shit
Fuck cloud 9 I hit cloud 10
I be plugged in we be thugging
Got loud in swear Bob Marley'd be proud man

I like it when it's G's in my place
Don't need to cop
Homie put the keys in my face
Don't need to walk
Windows down breeze in my face
Don't need to talk
Hotboxing need to get spray
Just chief it off (Uh Uh)

I got my G's in my spot
Smoking weed in my spot
Scoop my G's they don't drop
Fuck I need to go cop
We in projects with exotic or my crib
They be plugging
If you want it then they got it less it's mid
Got me plugged in

Smokin on all this weed for the free on me
With my g homies
Now I got G's on me
Cause they got cheese on me
Shit they got cheese that bus out the jeans
Could do a front but roll up a blunt instead for me you know it means

And maybe you don't
If so you won't
Understand some the bars about trapping
Can't get high on ya own supply
But when money steady if you want it you have it
Really got it then put on for your homies
The little brothers give your momma some money
See they had the money learned now I got money
So what that tell you nigga I was the homie