Plug Up

Tie the plug up
Tie the plug up
Tie the plug up
Tie the plug up
Tie the plug up
Tie the plug up
Tie the plug up
Tie the plug up

You know I don't do zelle
Trappin' out the tel'
Top shelf clientele
Everything for sale
Send it through the mail
I know these niggas tell
Can't stay in my cell
Word to big avelle
I still wish em' well
Chevy post the bail

Oh it's a trizzy
That's your girl she wit' her friend and Rowdy wit' me
Seventeen sixty-five that's the henny
And these bitches goin' crazy over Whitney
That's that ya ya
Molly got these ladies going ga ga
Yeah I hit it but I'm not the baby's father

At the trap we keep it by the door
Got no time for games
Watch the way them niggas chose they word
Just work on my aim
Off the yolly no sleep for a week
No we not the same
I make sure that all my niggas eat
Put that on the gang
All these vvs bang
Your bitch in a trance
Diamonds make her dance
And she do it with no hands

Tie the plug up
Tie the plug up
Tie the plug up
Tie the plug up
Tie the plug up
Tie the plug up
Tie the plug up
Tie the plug up

You know I don't do zelle
Trappin' out the tel'
Top shelf clientele
Everything for sale
Send it through the mail
I know these niggas tell
Can't stay in my cell
Word to big avelle
I still wish em' well
Chevy post the bail



Credits
Writer(s): Rodney Peralta
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