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Plan B
2553
Hip-Hop/Rap
Plan B è stato pubblicato il 8 settembre 2025 da 9568913 Records DK come parte dell'album Big 24 Shit
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Data di uscita8 settembre 2025
Etichetta9568913 Records DK
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM195

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
24Lik
24Lik
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Dough
John Dough
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
John Dough
John Dough
Engineer

Testi

Big 24 shit, ****
Y'all know what the fuck goin' on
**** (Brody, come in here)
RealRich
Bitch, I'm ridin' 'round with more guns than Trouble Man (T.I.P.)
I be lurkin' opps daily tryna find some trouble, man (What y'all on?)
Chopper got a speech problem, this bitch love stutterin' (Frrt)
Your bitch got an eatin' problem, I mean she love munchin' it (She ate it under)
Clip hangin' out this bitch got some weeks and months in it (Grrah)
The other side just oop'd they mans, you know I had to dunk on him (You know I had to dunk on him)
Movin' 'bows straight from the 10, it's smellin' like a skunk on him (It's smellin' like a skunk on him)
The Glocky got a box on it, look like he took his lunch with him (Brrt)
Me and bro just went half on a bowly just to slide in (Switched)
Same night we was in that bitch, a **** died then
I was breakin' down your bitch walls like a raid van (Ooh-wee)
Last drill the Glocky jammed up, so bring the K in (Doo-doo-doo)
**** know that when they see me out, they better stay in (Better stay in)
Hit him in his head with this bitch, tuck your face in (Tuck your face)
Treat the opps like they hotels and make they days end (He outta there)
'Cause we'll drop they ass like a call from the state pen' (Hello?)
Screamin' fuck all the dead opps, I'm an asshole (Fuck 'em)
**** had that PUA run, but where'd that cash go? (Broke-ass ****)
Back in the day, she used to be fine, but where that ass go? (Where that ass go?)
We smokin' on your mans in this 'Wood, can't get no pass, bro (Uh)
I ain't Tom, but Izzo love to do drills (Rrah)
He got popped, but it ain't nothin' like a new kill (Yeah)
Now we got everybody pissed (Huh?)
He drop the window, leave his head out the whip, he ain't no pit (Doo-doo-doo-doo)
Catch his ass at NOJOs, I'ma knock him out his kicks (He outta there)
I ain't gotta swing back, I'm always tryna take a hit (Yeah)
Yeah, I remember him, back in the day, he was a pushover (Lame-ass ****)
He still a bitch, just got a gun and he look older (Lame-ass ****)
I don't hang with rats, who the fuck called the hook over? (Get the fuck on)
She wanna fuck, I can tell, she got that look on her (I see you, bitch)
My bitch ass fat, boy, I dare a **** look over (Huh?)
I ain't gon' ask you if you good (Naw)
Love smokin' Woo, he my favorite in the 'Wood (Woo)
Dog died in the 'burbs, he was playin' like he hood (Hah)
Lik, who the fuck gave you the beat?
I got so much bread, gang, hoes think I'm CMG (Yeah)
When I'm at my yeah house, I put my phone on DND
And I got too much cash, gang, hoes know I'm TMC (862)
And let a **** reach for somethin', we puttin' his ass on TMZ (Doo-doo-doo)
Rob be pullin' up fast when he in that AMG (Skrrt)
Movie theater in the crib, call this bitch the AMC
Just hit my college bitch raw, now she need a Plan B
The opps runnin' out of time, them **** need a plan C (Them **** die)
Left him open at the line, tell the opps play some D (****)
Why he dancin'? Boy, you not even a factor (At all)
Was off the porch before Dirty Glove Bastard (Uh-huh)
Your **** mad 'cause he an old dirty bastard (Broke ass)
Think she'll let us both fuck? I'm finna ask her (Me too)
Glock stay with me like a Bible on the pastor (Doo-doo-doo)
She know to suck my dick, I ain't even gotta ask her
Bitch, you know my money longer than last year (Uh-huh)
We be totin' shit with extensions like her lashes (Tote thirties)
Hit him with the pump, would've thought he had asthma (Doo-doo-doo)
I just caught a broke-ass **** sellin' plasma (Broke-ass ****)
Bitch, you got that fake-ass purse from the plaza (Broke-ass bitch)
My bitch cold like she grew up in Alaska (Ooh-wee)
(Brody, come in here)
Written by: Derrick Ankton II, Malik Taylor
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