Plottin on Who

Lyrics

Yeah, uh Lil nigga he dont even know what came through Feds trynna find a cruiser, blues clues He got that bag, he ain't know what to do Broke ass nigga, should've stayed in school My niggas savage whole lotta loose screws Young nigga winning, still got a lot to lose Fif got kicked in the sand like boom V12 engine it sound like zoom She a butterfly still in the cocoon Showed her how to boss up, get to this loot Niggas stay plottin, nigga plottin on who? Kill yourself that's what he ought to do Go get a bag what he ought to do Married this money like bride and groom Might start tripping when I get in that mood New Glocks but it ain't nun new ( new Glocks ) Ooh, fuck around imma shoot Big slime like a nigga dripping in goo She gon pull up to the spot like mister loo Married to the money like yeah i do Compact glizzy inside the goose I got that wass i got that jewels Vvs diamonds they light up the room Started from a penny the harder way Dirt nigga ran it up all the way Free yb cro caught a case We gon see better days thats on everything She gave me top she blew my mind Fuck that hoe no we can't wine and dine Crodie my backbone like my spine Get a faceshot now they left it right ( they ain't gon fight ) Remember money was tight ? baby i was eating in the kitchen with the mice In the field take a risk nigga i ain't scared to roll the rice He took a loss wit the cash now he wishes he could rewind yeah ( fucked up ) Uh Lil nigga he dont even know what came through Feds trynna find a cruiser, blues clues He got that bag, he ain't know what to do Broke ass nigga, shouldve stayed in school My niggas savage whole lotta loose screws Young nigga winning, still got a lot to lose Fif got kicked in the sand like boom V12 engine it sound like zoom She a butterfly still in the cocoon Showed her how to boss up, get to this loot Niggas stay plottin, nigga plottin on who? Kill yourself that's what he ought to do Go get a bag what he ought to do Married this money like bride and groom Might start tripping when I get in that mood New Glocks but it ain't nun new ( new Glocks ) Bro on the block with the submachine Wrap the plug up like christmas eve Whiz it up pile it up 8 mcgee Lil nigga what would he do with a key I had to go get it nigga ain't shit free Why you think im up late get no sleep? Bitch said she wanna blow me like the breeze She love how im so fresh and so clean Lil mama look good in celene Bro got a trap phone its supreme My shooter see him in yo dreams Your bitch she a freak off the bean Go head lil hoe do the team I pour me a 4 in da lean Then I spazz out on the beat, get a split and then break him a piece You been stank like someone cut the cheese Shit get hot like a 100 degrees In my city you better keep the heat Ooh, yeah Lil nigga he dont even know what came through Feds trynna find a cruiser, blues clues He got that bag, he ain't know what to do Broke ass nigga, shouldve stayed in school My niggas savage whole lotta loose screws Young nigga winning, still got a lot to lose Fif got kicked in the sand like boom V12 engine it sound like zoom She a butterfly still in the cocoon Showed her how to boss up, get to this loot Niggas stay plottin, nigga plottin on who? Kill yourself that's what he ought to do Go get a bag what he ought to do Married this money like bride and groom Might start tripping when I get in that mood New Glocks but it ain't nun new ( new Glocks )