20 G - Road To Plainey

Fumble the Bag

We on a rise
Getting to them rackaids so my niggas gon' collide
On to Planet Plainey where them aliens gon' ride
It's a beautiful night dick is all up in her spine
I'm insane in the mind but motto
Cant fumble the bag yeah
Cant fumble the bag yeah
Cant fumble the bag yeah
Cant fumble the bag yeah
Cant fumble the bag yeah
Cant fumble the bag yeah
Cant fumble the bag yeah
Cant fumble the bag yeah
Cant fumble the

She carry my bags yeah
I'm up in my bag yeah
Put pencil to pad yeah
I lyrically clash yeah
Been chill for a minute big fishes to fry you guppies come last yeah
Green Tip mega blast yeah
There's no coming back yeah
If he lives or not the choice that God gives him
Could never put no trust in hoes church ism
Seen happened with Selena
My bible don chose to flee the scene
This block would have me speechless
Of course she want my fetus
Hit from the back she screaming out Jesus
If she love this dick come eat it
Mobamba on repeat
I'm running it like it's cleats
You niggas can not compete
She sweet eat like fillet
Then drip her in Phillppe
The end of the story imma beast
Young bitch I am a beast

We on a rise
Getting to them rackaids so my niggas gon' collide
On to Planet Plainey where them aliens gon' ride
It's a beautiful night dick is all up in her spine
I'm insane in the mind but motto
Cant fumble the bag yeah
Cant fumble the bag yeah
Cant fumble the bag yeah
Cant fumble the bag yeah
Cant fumble the bag yeah
Cant fumble the bag yeah
Cant fumble the bag yeah
Cant fumble the bag yeah
Cant fumble the

It's Sleezy the mistfit the alien
I'm the greatest la nigga I said again
Ain't playing these games Arkadian
And I beat up the pussy barbarian
It's Gucci it's Prada it's Fendi man
Give her fender bender then I slay her friend
Wake in the morning then I do it again
Wake up in the morning then I'm dead to them
Bitch suck dick till sick no switching
Ball like Pistons that's the mission
Listen to the words I'm spitting
Give her dick and then I'm dipping
Say I cant please you bitch you tripping
The Haitian kid will have you twitching
Imma god I'm not that simple
Nigga get popped juss like a pimple
Yeah my bruddah is getting paid get you laid
Press one button like Kanye
Then my niggas gon runaway
It's capital S like Soigne
Niggas cant beat me no way
I'm to fly I float away
I'm to fly I float away
I'm high in the sky always

We on a rise
Getting to them rackaids so my niggas gon' collide
On to Planet Plainey where them aliens gon' ride
It's a beautiful night dick is all up in her spine
I'm insane in the mind but motto
Cant fumble the bag yeah
Cant fumble the bag yeah
Cant fumble the bag yeah
Cant fumble the bag yeah
Cant fumble the bag yeah
Cant fumble the bag yeah
Cant fumble the bag yeah
Cant fumble the bag yeah
Cant fumble the

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Writer(s): Jacobi Reynolds
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