The Plan

Lyrics

[Intro] (Zaytoven) Young Jefe, holmes Tre-7 boss Aw Flexin' on these niggas, Monday through Sunday Big Glizzy They know me, GG [Chorus] All this money out here, why fuck is niggas playin'? These niggas in my way, I need a mansion in Lamb' And if I fuck with you, I'ma throw you extra grams Please tell your favorite rapper to stay off my Instagram I don't have a plan, I just know I want the bands Why is niggas playin', I don't think I understand Nobody can't owe me shit, I need my money in my hand It's time to sit the team down, and ask them, "What's the plan?" [Verse 1] Okay, hold up, stop playin', need to put on your mans Niggas wants to diss me, tryna put on their lil brands You don't wanna shoot me, you just wanna take the stand Trick me out my future tryin' to put me in the can Bitch I'm not in no state block, shout out Benny C One that gives my tattoos, I'm not scared of needles Pull up on the bad hoes, check out my fifty Run and make his ass blow, boom, Desert Eagle Know they call me "Big Glizzy," I come from the Tre-7 My niggas got big Glizzys, promise they don't play fair Uh-uh, it ain't safe here, you might catch a case here Keep it on your waist, yeah, 'cause you might get erased here [Chorus] All this money out here, why fuck is niggas playin'? These niggas in my way, I need a mansion and a Lamb' And if I fuck with you, I'ma throw you extra grams Please tell your favorite rapper to stay off my Instagram I don't have a plan, I just know I want the bands Why is niggas playin', I don't think I understand Nobody can't owe me shit, I need my money in my hand It's time to sit the team down, and ask them, "What's the plan?" [Verse 2] See, I can hit my trap house, or I can hit the bank You can keep the hood, give me the big house with the lake Flyin' in there, touched down, I almost spilled the pint Don't ask me if my diamonds VVS, it's fuck you think? My bitch bad as fuck, we look like J Lo and Puff I told her, if she love me, then loyalty is a must I get that money bag and let them suckers chase the buck My killers play the front, so get your niggas out the cut And, nigga, what? I just hit a lick, we up All crispy hundred, damn, I got a paper cut Hundred on my truck, I just put a hundred up Fuck a hundred out there, act like I don't give a fuck [Chorus] All this money out here, why fuck is niggas playin'? These niggas in my way, I need a mansion in Lamb' And if I fuck with you, I'ma throw you extra grams Please tell your favorite rapper to stay off my Instagram I don't have a plan, I just know I want the bands Why is niggas playin', I don't think I understand Nobody can't owe me shit, I need my money in my hand It's time to sit the team down, and ask them, "What's the plan?"