Plugged
Yeah
I ain't trippin', all hits no misses
Ride around with your Mrs
Summertime but you missin'
Drop top and I'm ridin'
Whole team stay wylin'
Made moves stay silent
Your new shit we ain't buyin'
Cooling with Jizzy, we choppin' it up
Up at the valley the beautiful ladies be showin' me love
Shoutout to Nikki the plug
Shout out to T.O the plug
Came with a whole lotta drugs
Came with a whole lotta drugs
All of my niggas they thugs
Sip tequila, no juice, no pop
Shot, 42 to the head
Use to run off the plug on the plug, now I be serving the gas
Serving that perky 10
She wanna hold some grams
Now she wanna fuck me bro
'Cuh I stay plugged like fans
Gimme a minute, I be right back in it
Got no friends
I got hella bitches
Zip her down
Like it's new Guissepes
Selling green, I got white for the low
Hit my crib, Issa scene, Issa show
Pretty vibe, over here, play with snow
Brand new jacket, for the fashion he ain't cold
Serving fiends, need a plug, hit my phone
Gasman with the wav man, got pre-rolls lets go
Three tapes in one year these lil niggas can't hold
Real niggas get paid, bad bitches get laid
No times for these fakes, don't fuck around we don't play
I ain't trippin', all hits no misses
Ride around with your Mrs
Summertime but you missin'
Drop top and I'm ridin'
Whole team stay wylin'
Made moves stay silent
Your new shit we ain't buyin'
Cooling with Jizzy, we choppin' it up
Up at the valley the beautiful ladies be showin' me love
Shoutout to Nikki the plug
Shout out to T.O the plug
Came with a whole lotta drugs
Came with a whole lotta drugs
All of my niggas they thugs
Sip tequila, no juice, no pop
Shot, 42 to the head
Use to run off the plug on the plug, now I be serving the gas
Serving that perky 10
She wanna hold some grams
Now she wanna fuck me bro
'Cuh I stay plugged like fans
Gimme a minute, I be right back in it
Got no friends
I got hella bitches
Zip her down
Like it's new Guissepes
Selling green, I got white for the low
Hit my crib, Issa scene, Issa show
Pretty vibe, over here, play with snow
Brand new jacket, for the fashion he ain't cold
Serving fiends, need a plug, hit my phone
Gasman with the wav man, got pre-rolls lets go
Three tapes in one year these lil niggas can't hold
Real niggas get paid, bad bitches get laid
No times for these fakes, don't fuck around we don't play
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Writer(s): Oluwatobiloba Akanbi
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