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Plug Em In
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Plug Em In was released on September 29, 2025 by Royal Family Nation LLC RFN THE Label as a part of the album Plug Em In - Single
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Release DateSeptember 29, 2025
LabelRoyal Family Nation LLC RFN THE Label
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM61

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kideobanks
Kideobanks
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
zakyris hugh oliver wiggins
zakyris hugh oliver wiggins
Songwriter
Deaundrey Johnson
Deaundrey Johnson
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Prod by Gexales
Prod by Gexales
Producer

Lyrics

Plug me in, the fam
They fuckin' up the Ozone
They fuckin' up the Ozone
Plug me in, the fam
R-F-N
I can plug em in when do you need it in
Got a to send it in all by the Benjamin
Got the honey bun, cinnamon roll
Not bout the bag you can leave me alone
Pick up the pack and you know that it's gone
The way that I walk this shit think that I'm clutching the chrome
I'm drinking muddy , don't ask me what's up in my styrofoam
Like what body on, I think you're trying to get it mind blown
And they want the real Za, they fuckin' up the Ozone
Yeah, this here real diamonds, you can see it with the lights on
If you got a problem, we get it resolved
If you want the flavor, we keeping it all
The fam, just know I can plug you in
When do you need it in, got a send it in All bout the Benjamin
I got the honey bun, cinnamon roll
Not bout the bag you can leave me alone
Pick up the pack and you know that it's gone
Pick up the pack and you know that it's gone
I gott her singing to the dick, I guess it's a musical
Why'll I roll up my herbal , can't Google these ****, ain't heard of you
I got these lethal weapons in this , bitch, it get surgical
Treat this blunt like its Usher, I'm burning you
Now they talking to me, nice that's what Earnings do
Man, these **** ain't on shit, they Rudy Poo
New freezer, got these bitches colder than they igloo
I'm like, what do you need, I can send it through you
Cause they want the real za cause these **** fuckin' up the Ozone
We smokin' that medical, lil' ****, go ahead and take this shit home
Uh, uh, thinkin' bout touchin' my ornaments
Lil' ****, go ahead and meet the Crown
Gotta resolve it, do we got a problem
Walk him, hit him in his mitochondria
Ain't bout the bag, I ain't signin' nothin
I'm like, what buddy on
Must be on powder, not smokin' no strong
Shawty be wet, call a little Daytona
I got that sack, bet I swerve around that corner
This shit not for free, better place you a order
I treat this shit like a drive-thru, I jus order
Say she want some rich kids, but I'm not Travis Port
All my diamonds wet vvs like some water
Tell her, bitch, I'm the catch, I can't give her a quarter
If she got some good sex an god head I might spoil her
Got some Beads 's on her neck, freaky a bitch from New Orleans
Hit the bitch, then I dip, cause she don't got no morals
All this money, keep piling ', I feel like a hoarder
Lil' bitch think I'm duck , what you think, I'm from Moreland
All it take this one call, I'm like Morgan and Morton
I'm get down my body, I'm high like a pilot
I don't think I can drive no more, someone please stop me
I'm smokin' runts , we smokin' Kush
I'm geck off this broccoli, no Reggie Bush
If you smokin' me,d you can come to my hood
If I buy your we shit, it better be good
Written by: Deaundrey Johnson, zakyris hugh oliver wiggins
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