Lyrics

[Verse 1 Xanman] Called up the plug, I'm in need of you Go on a run, my case is not beatable You dead, you dead Bodies start dropping, do something like Jesus do Walk with a stick but what goes around comes around They pushing my buttons, this new Gucci button down I wasn't up all of a sudden, you my brother now (who the fuck is you?) All of a sudden, my cousin now I got a, I got a battle tank I'm always on wheels, call me Professor X Put the child on— hold up Better yet, we took all his P's, we didn't even stretch it yet I spin a bin with my bitch in the 'Rella Creep in the woods they call me Canela TLC in the trunk, ain't no Left Eye Big plug, cut the work like a Jedi [Verse 2: K$upreme] K 'Preme 9 to 5, nigga you working at Best Buy Three five in the bag when I get high I call the plug for ten bags on the north side New foreign whip, nigga yeah that's how we slide Glock came with the plug, yeah we having mob ties If you talking no money, you don't get a reply I'mma let the Glock pop like it's the 4th of July How you a plug with that little supply? Smoke me some gusher, I'm up in the sky My neck can be wet and your neck can be dry Keep me a .30, I'm not from the 'Chi Fuck her one time, then I'm telling her bye You never trap, why you saying them lies? My diamonds be dancing like the movie Rise My shooter gon' hop out the cut like surprise