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plugs - itsparkdale lyrics

[intro]
(i got the plug in the city)
(no way, hozay)

[chorus]
my plug hit me up and told me he got bricks for sale
also got the work, hit the trap, watch me break scale
my hitters on the block, no 9*5, ’bout they put in work
trappin’ on the block and i don’t even know who to serve
my diamonds drippin’, i’m ridin’ with the smithin
these n*ggas hiding distance, you’re in my line of vision
my shooters got position, we aiming at your melons
yeah, my hitter, we some villians
trappin’, making all these f*cking k!llings, look

[verse 1]
what you about twenty*minute phone calls?
calls after calls, now free all my road dawgs
i’m postin’ on the block, i ain’t friendly, i don’t know y’all
my trap house circle blocks, and serving fiends, watch the snowfall
trappin’ ain’t that easy, i just nipped a half a breezy
only got a neezy (nina)
i’m postin’ on the block and if you really want to meet me
the gg on my waist, it came with brand new f*cking glizzy
if you really want to meet me, look, ah
green light’s a go, if you plottin’ on the ends, get left in the cold
yeah, my demons so niche, so my opps won’t know
so we pull up on the block, and c*ck it back and reload
[chorus]
my plug hit me up and told me he got bricks for sale
also got the work, hit the trap, watch me break scale
my hitters on the block, no 9*5, ’bout they put in work
trappin’ on the block and i don’t even know who to serve
my diamonds drippin’, i’m ridin’ with the smithin
these n*ggas hiding distance, you’re in my line of vision
my shooters got position, we aiming at your melons
yeah, my hitter, we some villians
trappin’, making all these f*cking k!llings, look

[verse 2]
watch me put your broski in a blunt
ask how i’m smokin’ on that name brand
my n*ggas smokin’ on that gas
catch you up in traffic with my hammer, i don’t wanna pass
hit him with this .40, best believe that n*gga f*ckin’ ran
80 on a 40, and trappin’ so d*mn fast
see, all these borden’s, can’t ignore me
drippin’ while i’m steppin’, why these b*tches getting h*rny?
cruising on my only, why these n*ggas looking for me?
in the city with my bully, look
got no time for feds, making money, chasing wops again
i sold a cuban to a head, and now she’s coming back again
and chicken kinda going crazy, nip the nina, extra ten
spin again, and spin again, and making money, all this bread
[chorus]
plug hit me up and told me he got bricks for sale
also got the work, hit the trap, watch me break scale
my hitters on the block, no 9*5, ’bout they put in work
trappin’ on the block and i don’t even know who to serve
my diamonds drippin’, i’m ridin’ with the smithin
these n*ggas hiding distance, you’re in my line of vision
my shooters got position, we aiming at your melons
yeah, my hitter, we some villians
trappin’, making all these f*cking k!llings

- itsparkdale lyrics

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