Cristale X Teezandos X Fumez the Engineer - Plugged In

With Fumez in the stu, come loud

Fuck the clout

We're plugged in

Plugged in with Fumez

Yo, I'm live and I just got bine

Don't bring the hammer inside

It's fine, the gang know I'm one of a kind

I've beat off this mash like a million times

Bad on my Js, but I'm badder with slime

Bro got a mash in his hand on the sly

Mmm, he's nice, but he's getting excited

We know he ain't about that life

If I said it's on sight, then you show up

Never cared for the fame, I just blow up

Bredrin's sick in his head, I'ma throw up

He left a big hole in the middle, no doughnut

Baking, been tryna get all my dough up

Short temper, no, I don't wanna grow up

I don't care what they wanted to show us

I don't want to speak, 'cause the feds wanna know us

I'm TeeZandos, Zandos on go

I been outside, tryna double up

Chest shot huddle up, wipe man's nose

You spoke in the station, you're breaking the code

You know I can kill a man lyrically?

You can't know what I get done physically

I left the scene, but the crowd's ID'ing me

Show me a ting with my bootin ability

We bring smoke to the function, me and Ree

And I love bang bang

Like TNT

I hate undies, I know when they're preeing me

Sat in a cell thinking, "When are you freeing me?"

Five foot, brown eyes, getting whiplash

Gamble your life, didn't bring cash

She said, "Your boy didn't dig that"

No 59FIFTY, that's big cap

She got creased like an Air Force 1

Buy them both black, they don't ever mismatch

Toys growing up cah they never miss matches

Drop these drops there before the dispatch

I work too hard, never ever relax

Like Rosa Parks, I don't ever sit back

Bro keep two sticks in the ride like Twix

And he fling them packs when he see a Kit-Kat

If you didn't wanna angle, you shouldn't have run

Poor aunties lost innocent sons

And I know I miss bro, but he had to get bun

And I think it's more peak that he gave me the shhh

Now he's calling me 'Fergie' 'cause I got a feeling

Mhm, and the feeling's appealing

Make a man lie down with no sexual healing

I hope he don't know what he's feeling

The rum is this potion's potent

And if they ain't gang, then I just can't roll with them

Bro in the back with the blickys, loading them

Sliming them man on no 'Nickelodeon'

Yeah, I come from the jungle, not humble

I gave bitches reasons to get up and rap

And to think I was quitting this year

But they're digging my ting, so I'm bringing it back

The line rang like bells for shot by show and they asked for me

I was outside with the guys and swinging my knife from the age of fifteen

I'm outside

Gear up

I'm on time

Gear up

He got slimed

Gear up

And if you really got bine, then you better

Gear up