BoofPaxkMooky - ++Plan
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{intro}
'bando shit
{chorus}
Heh
Cls, i pull up like i'm touring
Baby bottle, but them babies not for me
I'm out the cut, cause that shit, it got boring
I look at my brother, he told me he for me
Balenciaga really startin' to annoy me
Pullin' up, and you know we is four deep
Og plug, i think he like forty (huh)
I shoot at the ground and i make that boy dance
These wockhardt diamonds, they come in from france
I'm thinkin' too much, so i took me a 'xan
I'm thinkin' too much, so i think i’m the man
I do what i want, and he do what he can
White boy put me on carnival land
I'm in my head 'tryna think of a plan
{verse 1}
I'm thinkin' too much so i couldn’t understand
I'm in la hittin licks with my friends
Count up too much, i can't run out of bands
Money on me when i get out of bed
You could run up on my racks, and you dead
I know some killers, put that rack on yo' head
Can't even run off with that sack, 'cause you scared
I put .33 to 'em, hm
Burn 'em, you see through 'em
Damn, the drugs, i'ma speak to 'em
With yo hoe and she gon' be a freak to 'em
I ain't buy me a 'chop, i don't need one
Nigga's pussy, i think he might need one
If i look at the money, i speedrun
Nigga saving the pack, 'cause he need some
{chorus}
Heh
Cls, i pull up like i'm touring
Baby bottle, but them babies not for me
I'm out the cut, cause that shit, it got boring
I look at my brother, he told me he for me
Balenciaga really startin' to annoy me
Pullin' up, and you know we is four deep
Og plug, i think he like forty (huh)
I shoot at the ground and i make that boy dance
These wockhardt diamonds, they come in from france
I'm thinkin' too much, so i took me a 'xan
I'm thinkin' too much, so i think i’m the man
I do what i want, and he do what he can
White boy put me on carnival land
I'm in my head 'tryna think of a plan
{verse 2}
Mm, i'm countin' again
I'm turnin' five, nigga, to a ten
Fake love, ain't got time to pretend
I did it before, i see through like a lens
If he not dead, then i shoot him again
Wockhardt, i ain't sippin no gin
Thought it was me, but it's really my twin
You niggas cap hard, like the 'gram
You don't know me, but she know who i am
You not on no real shit, you a spam
Niggas will act hard for the 'cam
Niggas that act hard for them bands
I run it up, spend that shit with my mans
Don't give a fuck, i pull out and i spray 'em
Stick 'em up, tell 'em show me yo' hands
{chorus}
Heh
Cls, i pull up like i'm touring
Baby bottle, but them babies not for me
I'm out the cut, cause that shit, it got boring
I look at my brother, he told me he for me
Balenciaga really startin' to annoy me
Pullin' up, and you know we is four deep
Og plug, i think he like forty (huh)
I s-i shoot at the ground and i make that boy dance
These wockhardt diamonds, they come in from france
I'm thinkin' too much, so i took me a 'xan
I'm thinkin' too much, so i think i’m the man
I do what i want, and he do what he can
White boy put me on carnival land
I'm in my head 'tryna think of a plan
{outro}
'bando shit, bitch!
Yung brando bitch!
{intro}
'bando shit
{chorus}
Heh
Cls, i pull up like i'm touring
Baby bottle, but them babies not for me
I'm out the cut, cause that shit, it got boring
I look at my brother, he told me he for me
Balenciaga really startin' to annoy me
Pullin' up, and you know we is four deep
Og plug, i think he like forty (huh)
I shoot at the ground and i make that boy dance
These wockhardt diamonds, they come in from france
I'm thinkin' too much, so i took me a 'xan
I'm thinkin' too much, so i think i’m the man
I do what i want, and he do what he can
White boy put me on carnival land
I'm in my head 'tryna think of a plan
{verse 1}
I'm thinkin' too much so i couldn’t understand
I'm in la hittin licks with my friends
Count up too much, i can't run out of bands
Money on me when i get out of bed
You could run up on my racks, and you dead
I know some killers, put that rack on yo' head
Can't even run off with that sack, 'cause you scared
I put .33 to 'em, hm
Burn 'em, you see through 'em
Damn, the drugs, i'ma speak to 'em
With yo hoe and she gon' be a freak to 'em
I ain't buy me a 'chop, i don't need one
Nigga's pussy, i think he might need one
If i look at the money, i speedrun
Nigga saving the pack, 'cause he need some
{chorus}
Heh
Cls, i pull up like i'm touring
Baby bottle, but them babies not for me
I'm out the cut, cause that shit, it got boring
I look at my brother, he told me he for me
Balenciaga really startin' to annoy me
Pullin' up, and you know we is four deep
Og plug, i think he like forty (huh)
I shoot at the ground and i make that boy dance
These wockhardt diamonds, they come in from france
I'm thinkin' too much, so i took me a 'xan
I'm thinkin' too much, so i think i’m the man
I do what i want, and he do what he can
White boy put me on carnival land
I'm in my head 'tryna think of a plan
{verse 2}
Mm, i'm countin' again
I'm turnin' five, nigga, to a ten
Fake love, ain't got time to pretend
I did it before, i see through like a lens
If he not dead, then i shoot him again
Wockhardt, i ain't sippin no gin
Thought it was me, but it's really my twin
You niggas cap hard, like the 'gram
You don't know me, but she know who i am
You not on no real shit, you a spam
Niggas will act hard for the 'cam
Niggas that act hard for them bands
I run it up, spend that shit with my mans
Don't give a fuck, i pull out and i spray 'em
Stick 'em up, tell 'em show me yo' hands
{chorus}
Heh
Cls, i pull up like i'm touring
Baby bottle, but them babies not for me
I'm out the cut, cause that shit, it got boring
I look at my brother, he told me he for me
Balenciaga really startin' to annoy me
Pullin' up, and you know we is four deep
Og plug, i think he like forty (huh)
I s-i shoot at the ground and i make that boy dance
These wockhardt diamonds, they come in from france
I'm thinkin' too much, so i took me a 'xan
I'm thinkin' too much, so i think i’m the man
I do what i want, and he do what he can
White boy put me on carnival land
I'm in my head 'tryna think of a plan
{outro}
'bando shit, bitch!
Yung brando bitch!
