Part of the Plan

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Peso Peso - Rap

Part of the Plan

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Duration: 1:59

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[Intro] Ouu Quad this shit bang Yeh, yeh, yeah Yeah, huh [Verse] It was all part of the plan Now these bitches, they know who I am I remember I was stuck on the block selling grams Young Julo keep exposing my hand Brand new FN, that bitch don't jam Trap house too hot, think I need me a fan I ain't get it off the bitch, yeah, I got it off the land All these drums that I got, might start me a band Yeah, I smoking on the opp, that's a brand new strand You niggas don't want problems, you niggas are weak Lil bro at the trap selling bricks where I sleep I got Givenchy my tee and Balenci my feet It don't matter where I'm at, I got sticks in my reach Bro, niggas talking money, thеy don't practice what they preach Had to cut a nigga off, hе was acting like a leech I'm on the Interstate, right now, packs in the Jeep My neck colder than a bitch, but I'm packing that heat Niggas don't want no smoke, don't want no war I send a stick to that dirty ass nigga to your door I'm so high off the drank, I don't want no more If we talking bout' guns, yeah, I got a whole store I done sold too many bricks, I deserve an award See an opp person, he gon' stare at the floor I'm in the Maybach Benz, I don't drive no Ford It don't matter where I'm at, I'll slide on tour Got drank in the cabinet, pounds in the drawer Don't call my phone if you ain't tryna rescore Nigga bet not play, we don't play no games Yeah, walkdown gang, hit a nigga close range Nigga begging for a front, he ain't got no stain Man, this chain round' my neck, worth a brick of cocaine If the laws pick you up, don't say no names I was in it for the money, I ain't want no fame Everytime you niggas sli, ya'll ain't never hit shit, huh, I guess you niggas got no aim Opp nigga got on a vest, but I'm aiming for the head Bow, shit, there go your brain And I'm married to the money, but I ain't got no rang But if you look at my neck, got 3 or 4 chains I'm rocking Louis Vuitton while I'm hitting a sag It just the other day when I got outta jail 50k for my lawyers, spent 100k on the bail If you was in my shoes, you would fold, you would tell Niggas hating on the net, but I really don't care All this ice on my neck, can't help but stare [Outro] Ha, look, yeh, yeh Man fuck that shit

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  • Peso Peso