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Lyrics
[Intro] Jose the Plug [Verse 1: Beno] Team walked in, we poured up Tell the lil' bitch hold up From the wrist, from the neck, I glowed up Lil' bitch ask why I'm frozed up [Chorus: GT, Beno & Drego] Just dropped a whole pint in the lean That's four, eight, twelve, sixteen Everybody ball hard on my team Pop a nigga then flee the scene Woo, I swear I could've went to the league But I saw the triple beam Swear a nigga had a dream Like Martin Luther King Man, got pills, got pounds, got lean Got hoes, got hookah, Henny New plug from the Medellin You don't even know what that mean Pull off in a need for speed Lil' bitch look blackanese She match my fly, I match her fly Supreme, Amiri jeans, ayy [Verse 2: Drego] Damn, Jose cooked the beat, what's the hold up? Roll up, bitch I'm tryna pour this drink, bitch, hold up I got an eight of clean, that's a coma Beno cook it for me, nigga, sure 'nough, uh [Verse 3: Beno] Woo, I moonwalk on the work like Jackson Newbies, the part y'all trap in On the road, you know I attack it If it's on the floor, I grab it My dawg in there cookin' up a Patek Hundred straps stashed in the attic [Verse 4: GT] Fuck with the blow, I blew up Shit so strong, he threw up Brand new spot, got two of 'em And we just ran through a few of 'em, ayy [Chorus: GT, Beno & Drego] Just dropped a whole pint in the lean That's four, eight, twelve, sixteen Everybody ball hard on my team Pop a nigga then flee the scene Woo, I swear I could've went to the league But I saw the triple beam Swear a nigga had a dream Like Martin Luther King Man, got pills, got pounds, got lean Got hoes, got hookah, Henny New plug from the Medellin You don't even know what that mean Pull off in a need for speed Lil' bitch look blackanese She match my fly, I match her fly Supreme, Amiri jeans, ayy [Verse 5: GT] If she ain't about cake, I'm straight If they don't break bread, they fake Ice look wetter than a lake You make more cake out of state [Verse 6: Beno & Drego] It was on the plate, I scraped I go gorilla off Bape I fuck first night, I don't date John Madden, I call a play (Bitch) Shit, fuck around, I press play I can get the beans out of state I ain't gotta show my face I drop two Perks in the drank She took two Perks to the face [Verse 7: GT] I want the Wraith with the stars like space I just paid four-eighty for an eight [Outro: GT, Beno & Drego] Just dropped a whole pint in the lean That's four, eight, twelve, sixteen Everybody ball hard on my team Pop a nigga then flee the scene Woo, I swear I could've went to the league But I saw the triple beam Swear a nigga had a dream Like Martin Luther King Man, got pills, got pounds, got lean Got hoes, got hookah, Henny New plug from the Medellin You don't even know what that mean Pull off in a need for speed Lil' bitch look blackanese She match my fly, I match her fly Supreme, Amiri jeans, ayy
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Credits
- Writers
- Drego
- Beno
- G.T.