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Uh It's The Plug Get back Ayy Uh Carry on chattin', told the boys, "Carry on chattin'" I cheated, my man's missus But we still act like nothin' ain't happen Do a man's life, come back to the ends And act like nothin' ain't happen We got the whole patterned I don't even know how this whole thing happened (Lekaa beat) Gettin' cashin' (woah, ayy) Into fashion (ayy, ayy, hey) I still run man down in my Jordans And do it with a passion (grrt, baow) Never lackin' (never) The GVGs too active (too active, baow) 'Bout five of us in a three-door whip That's on fuck with fractions (ayy, ayy) Gettin' cashin' (woah, ayy) Into fashion (ayy, ayy, hey) I still run man down in my Jordans And do it with a passion (grrt, baow) Never lackin' (never) The GVGs too active (too active, baow) 'Bout five of us in a three-door whip That's on fuck with fractions (ayy, ayy) My yardie ones got the maddest back But it looks even better when she makes that clap I remember push like these (yes) We was tryna out with that pack (I was) Now I got a buss down chain (yes) Diamonds don't need no flash (bling) We got Rollies, they got Cartis Might as well throw that shit in the trash (bin that) Do it on my jeans like Hus (Hus) Pull up over there, they dust (they dust) She want, want a piece of me, of course She sayin' that I make her blush (uh) I can't burn out all options (nope, nope) Gettin' rich is a must (trust) Do it, don't 'cause no fuss, bust Now they all think I'm bust Gettin' cashin' (woah, ayy) Into fashion (ayy, ayy, hey) I still run man down in my Jordans And do it with a passion (grrt, baow) Never lackin' (never) The GVGs too active (too active, baow) 'Bout five of us in a three-door whip That's on fuck with fractions (ayy, ayy) Gettin' cashin' (woah, ayy) Into fashion (ayy, ayy, hey) I still run man down in my Jordans And do it with a passion (grrt, baow) Never lackin' (never) The GVGs too active (too active, baow) 'Bout five of us in a three-door whip That's on fuck with fractions (ayy, ayy) Baskets (baskets) You shoot good, you get drafted (grrt, baow, baow) Uh, what's crackin'? (What's crackin'?) I'm with whatever you jackin' (I am, baow, baow) I need forty for the backend You don't want me to have it give this shit back then (nah) Big drip, when I hit 'em, I'm splashin' (when I hit 'em, I'm splashin') All black when I'm backin' (ayy, ayy, ayy) Floor it (skrrt), good car (good car), foreign (foreign, ayy) I'm in the air, soarin' (I am) Somebody put me in orbit (ayy, ayy) Look, I ain't with none of the fraud shit (nah) I play the game and none of 'em forfeit They was lookin' for a bluff (they was) But they could call it, they couldn't call it (ayy, ayy) Uh, it's me (me), Fivi' (Fivi') Too hot (too hot), Takis (Takis) They can't (they can't), find me (find me) But I'm prolly with all of them thotties (ayy, ayy) They try to tell 'em to rob me (they try to tell 'em to rob me) Uh, yeah, yeah, if I call the killers, they comin' for bodies (grrat) I give 'em hope (I give 'em hope) Uh, look, I'm on my way to the vote (yeah, yeah) I'ma need forty a show, huh (yeah, yeah) All these diamonds on my throat, uh (yeah, ayy) Let that shit soak, huh (let that shit soak) Let that shit soak, look, baow (haha) I keep a shooter on go (baow) We see a opp and we tell 'em to throw (baow) Gettin' cashin' (woah, ayy) Into fashion (ayy, ayy, hey) I still run man down in my Jordans And do it with a passion (grrt, baow) Never lackin' (never) The GVGs too active (too active, baow) 'Bout five of us in a three-door whip That's on fuck with fractions (ayy, ayy) Gettin' cashin' (woah, ayy) Into fashion (ayy, ayy, hey) I still run man down in my Jordans And do it with a passion (grrt, baow) Never lackin' (never) The GVGs too active (too active, baow) 'Bout five of us in a three-door whip That's on fuck with fractions (Lekka beat)
Writer(s): Dorai Harrison Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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