plottin - thr33 lyrics
[intro: thr33]
*hit that boy like a 808 (n*gga)
lil’ baby wan’ f*ck, i told her she gotta wait
pull up to the party and i’m kinda’ late
hol’ up, gotta turn this bih’ to the max
these n*ggas so mad ’cause i get them racks
and we finna blow up, that’s a fact
and i’m taking yo’ car, n*gga, that’s a jack
f*ck n*gga try’ run, hit him in his back
i’m f*ckin’ his ho, i’m breakin’ her back
he say he get bread, i do not agree
and these n*ggas know, i’m a different breed
i get so much bread, think it’s on a tree
twin drinkin’ lean straight out the bottle
glock in my jeans, walk with a waddle
f*ckin’ with this bad bih’, she a model
n*gga, i’m a leader, f*ck a follow
d*dj ob1
[verse: osamason]
plottin’ on that l!ck, yeah (that sh*t is f*cking trash)
yeah, i knew i was insane when i flipped that whip, yeah
spin yo’ block and dip (f*f*ck off the airway)
i’on wanna hear that sh*t (no)
came through, ‘xtеnded clip
brand new glock with switch
gunpowder on my fit
boy, you brokе, i know you not hip, go
send you to the star, b*tch
i’m like e.t, tryna send ’em home
please don’t diss on my phone (b*tch)
cause i like the smoke, yeah
choppa, cook filet mignon
turn yo’ bro to ghost, yeah
smoke ‘za, and that b*tch strong
smoke got on my clothes, yeah
his ho’, love all my songs
yeah, i’m her ringtone, yeah
[verse: thr33]
yeah, aye
plottin’ on that l!ck
plottin’ on that jugg
bit*b*tch, i keep that fye on me, and i wish you would
i’m outside looking for a wavebeat
tw*twelve behind me, you ain’t catching me
gon’ f*ck up his weed, that n*gga got laced
he telling for arby’s, call that boy jace
and i’m finna hit that boy like a 808 (n*gga)
lil’ baby wan’ f*ck, i told her she gotta wait
pull up to the party and i’m kinda’ late
hol’ up, gotta turn this bih’ to the max
these n*ggas so mad ’cause i get them racks
and we finna blow up, that’s a fact
and i’m taking yo’ car, n*gga, that’s a jack
f*ck n*gga try’ run, hit him in his back
i’m f*ckin’ his ho, i’m breakin’ her back
he say he get bread, i do not agree
and these n*ggas know, i’m a different breed
i get so much bread, think it’s on a tree
twin drinkin’ lean straight out the bottle
glock in my jeans, walk with a waddle
f*ckin’ with this bad bih’, she a model
n*gga, i’m a leader, f*ck a follow
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