Plans For You (feat. A Million Grams)

When you the nigga with the bag, it's gon' fall on you
Pape good, if she need it, I'll shoot it to her
You gotta stay the course, even when it's falling through
And I don't know you in real life, bitch, I follow you
How you say you run the game? Y'all not even in it

Tired of hearing tall tales coming from some midgets
I'm the first here of my kind, call me Ruby Bridges
Take it easy, lil' baby, cause I'm not forgiving
Girl what's up, you know we up

Catch me in action, ridin' in the back, this ain't Tonka truck
That nigga, he not with us
Not in they weight class they can't box with us
Drop back like Andrew Luck

She brought two friends, brought my mans with us
That money keep addin' up
Fuckin' on camera fa show, she bad enough
I think she had enough

Ridin', ridin' with it, off safety
Never let a broke bitch play me
Them lil bands nothing, I make that daily
Yeah
Plane took off, girl, land with me
Said she wanna start a family
But whatever you do, no playin' with me

Need you to take over the wheel
Ooh

We ain't worried about tomorrow
I'll blow it all tonight

Headed to that paper, I'm in a rush
Shorty thick as fuck, caught her on her way to lunch
Popped out, grabbed the IG, then hopped right back in the truck
Usually do the plain, but today I did the bust
Paparazzi takin' pictures, every time they see me with her
It be hard not to miss her when the Rollie full of glitter

I can make it wet, bitches think I'm twister
Shootin' star in the pinkie, lookin' like Big Dipper
Ayy
All in my DMs, you know I'm him

I be in and out of town, but tonight I'm in the VIP
It's Shorty and her friends, they just pulled up in the lift
You know I'm in the drop, but got enough room for your bitch
Ooh

Ayy
Close the curtain for some privacy
Ayy
Close your eyes, we at the hideaway

Ayy
All about the money like the stock exchange
Whatever's understood ain't gotta be explained