MoneyThaPlug - Only Tha Truth

Who's this
This is a very good friend of mine this is Vic Damone Jr
Deemarc got that heat hoe Plug
UnKnwn drop that shit

Pop one pop two and my niggas get active
Why you take them niggas pack
Cause them niggas was taxin'
I was that nigga in the back still getting them racks in
Yeah I hit yo hoe lil nigga I'm tired of you asking
I made magic with the pack but still could go Casper
Soon as I get it I take off like I'm Bo Jackson
My shooter trippin, when it's business he grab both ratchets
I can't leave the lil hoe alone cause she get so nasty
You niggas go against the grain you niggas too backwards
Woo
Woo
Play around get blew backwards Plug
House full of hoes I'm in my robe like I'm Hugh Hefner
I be in her guts smackin her butt nigga and you text her
I told my plug I love this shit he sent a new texture
That's not a plug if them bows don't come with a few extra
I pop my shit every where I go don't care in who section
I don't like to pass my weed in clubs that shit be too pressure
I pop really shittin on these niggas I need two pampers
Lil folks he a steak out at yo crib he a true camper
I spent a bag on me some fashion I'm a true flexer
I know I really got these niggas mad cause I done flew pass em
Them niggas hating, them niggas hating I don't know who madder
If the conversation ain't bout money then it don't matter
Cuz put a switchy on that glizzy make it shoot faster
I done put McQueens with Moncler I'm a mix matcher
Somebody come and get this goofy he a dispatcher
I be smoking loud loud loud dis shit won't be quiet
These niggas can't even smoke enough they on a weed diet
I jumped up in the water with some sharks you niggas sea lions
My bitches asking am I cheating, imma keep lying
I'm really selling hoes dreams and they keep buying
I ain't get no Ppp loan they say I look like it
She Prolly wanna fuck my lil brother cause he look like me
We took the highway 55 like the 50 boyz
Like how the fuck he drive that pack all the way from Illinois
My youngin started witn a seven I call em Brandon Roy
Sssshhhh we ain't gotta tell em boy
Tell em that you telling boy, right price we a mail it to em
I made 50 off of swiping I ain't no scammer boy
I just broke a whole pound down like a metaphor
I really make these niggas sick I make these niggas throw up
I really dropped a bag on fashion just to wake yo hoe up
When I slide im sliding in the fastest just know im gon show up
She keep telling us that she get nasty she gon have to show us
That's yo man I don't know him, lil bitch in my ear like 'plug you gon blow up
If it ever come up just know I don't know none
Check his paper work that boy really told some
Cash put 4 in the soda, my bitch know I'm smoking corona
You niggas clowns I wouldn't call you a solider

Yea you know what I'm saying
I just broke a whole pound

Written by:
Darrius Edwards, Quran Clanton

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