Got a hundred pounds movin' on the road Which way they 're gonna go? I can't tell nobody about the plug No way! I can't let them find out about the plug Rollie wrapped around my wrist I gotta thank the plug Made a million in the trap I gotta thank the plug No more pots and pans, I'm in a mansion Gotta thank the plug Got hoes in the kitchen dirty dancin' Gotta thank the plug
Yeah, yeah, the first thing the plug told me You handling your business you living like Kobe I know you got some young soldiers You gotta know how to control them I roll up the blunt and I sit back and told them What you tell them? I'm a young nigga got rank in the hood like I'm older The plug sit back and he laugh You need 50 pounds of good gas Act like a nigga can't do nothing with it I pulled out knot bought a whole another 50 And I touch down on the North Fuck up the city Migos and Young Dolph I got the birds no Tony Hawk I'm thanking the plug, for them new Giuseppe walkers
Got a hundred pounds movin' on the road Which way they 're gonna go? I can't tell nobody about the plug No way! I can't let them find out about the plug Rollie wrapped around my wrist I gotta thank the plug Made a million in the trap I gotta thank the plug No more pots and pans, I'm in a mansion Gotta thank the plug Got hoes in the kitchen dirty dancin' Gotta thank the plug
Got a hundred on the road, 50 in the air 50 in the clip, quarter mil a trip Half OG, half cookies I don't fuck with pussies Migos, Young Dolph, that's a lot of looch Raw-sushi, drop a 40 pack off in the hood Watch that bitch go stupid Fuck you totin' a pistol for nigga If you ain't gonna shoot it Jump off the plane Greet my plug with a high five Young nigga dope boy (Mob ties)
Got a hundred pounds movin' on the road Which way they 're gonna go? I can't tell nobody about the plug No way! I can't let them find out about the plug Rollie wrapped around my wrist I gotta thank the plug Made a million in the trap I gotta thank the plug No more pots and pans, I'm in a mansion Gotta thank the plug Got hoes in the kitchen dirty dancin' Gotta thank the plug
Made a hundred real deal M, in the bando! Gotta thank the plug 2 cups full of mud -muddy trouble while we pourin' up You all full of bricks Plus a motherfuckin' truck load The truck backing up in reverse mode This bitch said: take off why the mud? What you mean bitch I'm on drugs? Jumping with accuracy, breaking them bricks and I'm bagging it All of these pints like I'm sponsored by Actavis Empty any clip for my enemies Ashin on my Chrisitan Louboutins 2 Bentley's pull up me and Dolphin South Memphis We trappin' in vintage Givenchy
Got a hundred pounds movin' on the road Which way they 're gonna go? I can't tell nobody about the plug No way! I can't let them find out about the plug Rollie wrapped around my wrist I gotta thank the plug Made a million in the trap I gotta thank the plug No more pots and pans, I'm in a mansion Gotta thank the plug Got hoes in the kitchen dirty dancin' Gotta thank the plugTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.