Plugs and Connections

I got them plugs and connections (They say I'm plugged in)
Swear to God my goons wreckless (Them boys they thugged in)
If I call em know they coming (They ain't scared of nothing)
You want smoke we ain't running (That mud they dug in)
They got them automatics (Auto)
You really don't want no static (They moving pronto)
They cut from a different fabric (They go where I go)
Uptown with that pack
Them boys stay trapping (Amiga they my amigos)
That money you know they gotta have it (They greedy)
They ain't bad just got bad habits (Them boys they sneaky)
No witness
Nobody know what happened (Nobody snitching)
Stay ready don't let em catch you lacking (Heard they gave em stitches)
If they do you better pray to Jesus (Ask God to listen)
Fuck around turn you back into a fetus (They stay on a miss ion)
Applying pressure on the block
Left hip that's where you find the glock

I got some niggas rep the two
I got some niggas rep the three
Regardless who I call on
I know they'll both slide for me
All they know is the streets
Piece tucked under the seat
Backwood rolled up with the weed
Insert pullback then release
My boys gone bang if I ask
No matter the job they'll do the task
All black attire with the mask
They'll smoke ya no gas
Run when you see a flash
Duck bullets coming fast
They'll do anything involving cash
For me they'll turn you into ash

I got them plugs and connections (They say I'm plugged in)
Swear to God my goons wreckless (Them boys they thugged in)
If I call em I know they coming (They ain't scared of nothing)
You want smoke we ain't running (That mud they dug in)
They got them automatics (Auto)
You really don't want no static (They moving pronto)
They cut from a different fabric (They go where I go)
Uptown with that pack
Them boys stay trapping (Amiga they my amigos)
That money you know they gotta have it (They greedy)
They ain't bad just got bad habits (Them boys they sneaky)
No witness
Nobody know what happened (Nobody snitching
Stay ready don't let em catch you lacking (Heard they gave em stitches)
If they do you better pray to Jesus (Ask God to listen)
Fuck around turn you back into a fetus (They stay on a miss ion)
Applying pressure on the block
Right hip that's where you find the glock

I know the game don't ask me how (Say how)
Been introduced since a child (Wow)
See my big bruh a dope boy
Since a youngin I been chasing dough boy
Been moving weight since O-eight
Bruh needed food on his plate
Can't say what he did was great
Now he belong to the state
I seen it with my own eyes
Weapons money drug supplies
I didn't want that to be his life
But he married to the streets that's his wife
Sorry your honor I know they lied
They won't snitch cause we mob tied
For me I know they won't hesitate
Call up the gang and they on the way

I got them plugs and connections (They say I'm plugged in)
Swear to God my goons wreckless (Them boys they thugged in)
If I call em know they coming (They ain't scared of nothing)
You want smoke we ain't running(That mud they dug in)
They got them automatics (Auto)
You really don't want no static (They moving pronto)
They cut from a different fabric (They go where I go)
Uptown with that pack
Them boys stay trapping (Amiga they my amigos)
That money you know they gotta have it (They greedy)
They ain't bad just got bad habits (Them boys they sneaky)
No witness
Nobody know what happened (Nobody snitching)
Stay ready don't let em catch you lacking (Heard they gave em stitches)
If they do you better pray to Jesus (Ask God to listen)
Fuck around turn you back into a fetus (They stay on a mission)
Applying pressure on the block
Left hip that's where you find the glock
I got them plugs and connections (They say I'm plugged in)
Swear to God my goons wreckless (Them boys they thugged in)
If I call em I know they coming (They ain't scared of nothing)
You want smoke we ain't running(That mud they dug in)
They got them automatics (Auto)
You really don't want no static (They moving pronto)
They cut from a different fabric (They go where I go)
Uptown with that pack
Them boys stay trapping (Amiga they my amigos)
That money you know they gotta have it (They greedy)
They ain't bad just got bad habits (Them boys they sneaky)
No witness
Nobody know what happened (Nobody snitching)
Stay ready don't let em catch you lacking (Heard they gave em stitches)
If they do you better pray to Jesus (Ask God to listen)
Fuck around turn you back into a fetus (They stay on a mission)
Applying pressure on the block
Right hip that's where you find the glock



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Writer(s): Frostina Pearson
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