Plot Twist (feat. Solobtxx)
Bitch, big never fold shit
Know what the fuck going on, nigga
Yop
Come on Solo
Yop
Yop
Yeaaa Niggaaa
Lately I been focused on the pape, Fuck some opp niggas
Told em by a Glock and then I robbed him, that's a plot twister
You silly then ah fuck you tryna beef about these thot bitches
Then it's niggas tryna beef wit me because my gwap bigger
My opps on Pros, every week I'm tryna drop niggas
He think he having motion with that trap, we finna swat niggas
Always askin' questions bout my motion, you a cop nigga
Just told da plug I need a pint, cause I don't cop liquor
I ah pull up on a nigga block and make the bag flip
I'm in a double R, Just tryna spaz out with a bad bitch
And shorty cappin', I can tell she got her ass did
I'm bound to go and do a nigga bogus just like Taz did
Stop allat cappin' In y'all rap, y'all droppin' ass shit
This wock that we just copped was a almost done, I took the last sip
Grimey bound ta send that nigga drop, He got the last hit
I told the gang to clean this mouth wit soap, He feedin' bad lip
Rock with heavy metal like that Whimpy Kid brother
Got two twin bitches kissin' like them Island Boy brothers
Just got a new Glock and this bitch came peanut butter
Quick to leave a bitch, she bring up old shit just like ah plunger
Chop bussin' like I threw a rose on it
Lil' bitch, I ain't average, shirt cost me 400
How you tryna beef and you ain't got like no money?
Ain't Tryna trap or get a job, you need to start a go fund me, Turnt
She ain't tryna fuck the gang?, She finna hit the crib
I'm off the wocky buzzin through this bitch like I just hit a Cig
Thrust, my fit came butter like a pizza stick
This dummy came up to me tryna play it crazy, must ain't peep the stick
Hollon wait, cause remember I was gone, but now I'm back again
Shorty tryna shake that stanky booty with her ratchet friends
Believe that if I crack that once, then I'ma crack again
She thought I was broke, I called her phone and flashed a rack of ten
We never done, we bout to spin and give 'em belt, Was broke asl
But now we up, cause we start creepin' for some wealth
Independent, I ah never ask another man for help
And if I'm down or on my last, I'm just gone keep it to myself
Tell them boys they got the loc, We in the city tryna bend around
Like how you talkin' bout your selling shit, but never seen the pound
Everything that niggas say ah joke its like I seen a clown
'Cause every time a nigga talkin pape he ain't gone peep a sound
Lately I been focused on the pape, Fuck some opp niggas
Told em buy a Glock and then I robbed him, That's a plot twister
You silly den ah fuck you tryna beef over these thot bitches
Then it's niggas tryna beef with me because my gwap bigger
My opps on pros every week I'm tryna drop niggas
He think he havin motion with that trap, We finna swat niggas
Always askin questions bout my motion, You a cop nigga
Just told da plug I need a pint, 'Cause I don't cop liquor
Know what the fuck going on, nigga
Yop
Come on Solo
Yop
Yop
Yeaaa Niggaaa
Lately I been focused on the pape, Fuck some opp niggas
Told em by a Glock and then I robbed him, that's a plot twister
You silly then ah fuck you tryna beef about these thot bitches
Then it's niggas tryna beef wit me because my gwap bigger
My opps on Pros, every week I'm tryna drop niggas
He think he having motion with that trap, we finna swat niggas
Always askin' questions bout my motion, you a cop nigga
Just told da plug I need a pint, cause I don't cop liquor
I ah pull up on a nigga block and make the bag flip
I'm in a double R, Just tryna spaz out with a bad bitch
And shorty cappin', I can tell she got her ass did
I'm bound to go and do a nigga bogus just like Taz did
Stop allat cappin' In y'all rap, y'all droppin' ass shit
This wock that we just copped was a almost done, I took the last sip
Grimey bound ta send that nigga drop, He got the last hit
I told the gang to clean this mouth wit soap, He feedin' bad lip
Rock with heavy metal like that Whimpy Kid brother
Got two twin bitches kissin' like them Island Boy brothers
Just got a new Glock and this bitch came peanut butter
Quick to leave a bitch, she bring up old shit just like ah plunger
Chop bussin' like I threw a rose on it
Lil' bitch, I ain't average, shirt cost me 400
How you tryna beef and you ain't got like no money?
Ain't Tryna trap or get a job, you need to start a go fund me, Turnt
She ain't tryna fuck the gang?, She finna hit the crib
I'm off the wocky buzzin through this bitch like I just hit a Cig
Thrust, my fit came butter like a pizza stick
This dummy came up to me tryna play it crazy, must ain't peep the stick
Hollon wait, cause remember I was gone, but now I'm back again
Shorty tryna shake that stanky booty with her ratchet friends
Believe that if I crack that once, then I'ma crack again
She thought I was broke, I called her phone and flashed a rack of ten
We never done, we bout to spin and give 'em belt, Was broke asl
But now we up, cause we start creepin' for some wealth
Independent, I ah never ask another man for help
And if I'm down or on my last, I'm just gone keep it to myself
Tell them boys they got the loc, We in the city tryna bend around
Like how you talkin' bout your selling shit, but never seen the pound
Everything that niggas say ah joke its like I seen a clown
'Cause every time a nigga talkin pape he ain't gone peep a sound
Lately I been focused on the pape, Fuck some opp niggas
Told em buy a Glock and then I robbed him, That's a plot twister
You silly den ah fuck you tryna beef over these thot bitches
Then it's niggas tryna beef with me because my gwap bigger
My opps on pros every week I'm tryna drop niggas
He think he havin motion with that trap, We finna swat niggas
Always askin questions bout my motion, You a cop nigga
Just told da plug I need a pint, 'Cause I don't cop liquor
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Writer(s): Jadyn Cross
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