Thirty6Kealo - Send a Plan

I took a step back like I did a fadeaway, I needed time to run me up a bag,
We had the same 24 to go get it so I wonder why these fuck niggas be mad,
Plotting on profit, im thinking bout currency, mind on a million, im blowing on gas,
My wrist made of water, it look like a lake, honestly it should’ve came with a bass,
I pop my shxt on these beats and im putting my foot on they neck, gotta show em who next,
Racks in my pocket got me living better, I gotta thank god that I got out the jects,
Send me a plan we goin get it my nigga I promise you nigga you know that is a bet,
I beat the odds when they counted me out, no I cannot complain cuz a young n*gga bless,


Don’t give a f*ck about a bop cuz I gotta get to it my nigga I need me a seven,
Smoking on something exotic right now got me feeling like I’m probably higher than heaven,
No I’m not rappin I’m preaching when I’m in the booth, I feel the hate from your reverend,
Drop me a bag on a coin today still gotta make me some money when I feel like resting,
She give me brain magna cum laude I’m having presidents on me like Joe Biden,
Who the f*ck f*ckin with me n*gga nobody,
This off the top with it just like a toboggan,
Invested in doge when you n*ggas didn’t know bout it,
Thirty6Kealo im flyer than co-pilots,
I’m in Yamato’s I’m eating on hibachi,
Lil bitty told me she want her a new body,
As soon as I wake up, money on my brain,
I’m on Champagne now I don’t sip no drank,
I done smoke it up she hate the smell, she think it stink,
Every time they hear my music they say Kealo blank,

I took a step back like I did a fadeaway, I needed time to run me up a bag,
We had the same 24 to go get it so I wonder why these fuck niggas be mad,
Plotting on profit, im thinking bout currency, mind on a million, im blowing on gas,
My wrist made of water, it look like a lake, honestly it should’ve came with a bass,
I pop my shxt on these beats and im putting my foot on they neck, gotta show em who next,
Racks in my pocket got me living better, I gotta thank god that I got out the jects,
Send me a plan we goin get it my nigga I promise you nigga you know that is a bet,
I beat the odds when they counted me out, no I cannot complain cuz a young n*gga bless,

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