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Yung Bleu

The Plan

 

The Plan

(album: Blue Money - 2018)


Hundred bands, now you heard 'bout a nigga
Get these rackades, no time to be worried 'bout a nigga
When it's beef time, pull up on the curb with my nigga
Want revenge for my homie, now you buried 'bout a nigga
I ain't sparing no drama, just pull up with the gang
Make it bang bang, put you in that thing, make it rain
Rollie plain jane, bust down, when we touch down
It's a touchdown, diamonds on me, look at us now
Mama told me it would be like this
New crib, new whip, now these bitches on my dick
Yeah nigga, that's the plan, that's the plan
I'm the man, I'm the man
Mama told me it would be like this
New crib, new whip, now these bitches on my dick

New cars, new clothes, I'm getting money
New hoes, new Rolls, you hoes can't get nothing
And that's the plan, that's the plan
And that's the plan, that's the plan
That's the plan, that's the plan
Uh, mama told me it would be like this
Mama told me it would be like this
Now I got new money, all these bitches on my dick

I put hollows in the clip, I put halos on your head
I'm from Mobile, Alabama, you can't make it if you're scared
Made a hundred thou, I remember living in the red
Hard to make it, everybody saying give me a lil bread
Kick my feet up, pick a freak up, make her give me a lil head
Made nigga, paid nigga, in the field with the yopper
Dressed in all black, looking like I'm from Wakanda
Serve you on the back street, pull up in the Honda
Make it quick bitch, I'm tryna dial my baby mama
I don't need need a bad bitch, ho I need some commas
Yeah, bring the money to the front door, yeah
Junkies all at the front door
One for the hoes nigga, two for the show
One for the streets nigga, two for the Rolls
They gon' think that I'm possessed, pull up in the Ghost
Yeah they gon' think that I'm possessed, pull up in the Ghost

New cars, new clothes, I'm getting money
New hoes, new Rolls, you hoes can't get nothing
And that's the plan, that's the plan
And that's the plan, that's the plan
That's the plan, that's the plan
Uh, mama told me it would be like this
Mama told me it would be like this
Now I got new money, all these bitches on my dick

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