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Plain Clothes

 

Plain Clothes

(álbum: Pieces Of A Man - 2018)


I've been hiding out in plain sight
I've been getting high as hell, before these fucking plane rides
Never plain clothes
Never plain clothes
Never plain clothes
Never plain clothes
I've been hiding out in plain sight
I've been getting high as hell, before these fucking plane rides
Never plain clothes, that just can't fly
Never plain clothes
Never plain clothes
Never plain clothes

Robert Geller, Watanade, Common Projects just to curve the groupies
I'm in Barney's, trying Marni copped it sooney sooney
Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter, got the trees on me
Breeze on me, I might need to grab a new jacket
Double G's, couple G's on my new jacket
They used to tax a nigga, now I'm in a new bracket
New bracelet, link from Cuba, going too savage
Change five times nigga going to

I've been hiding out in plain sight
I've been getting high as hell, before these fucking plane rides
Never plain clothes
Never plain clothes
Never plain clothes
Never plain clothes
I've been hiding out in plain sight
I've been getting high as hell, before these fucking plane rides
Never plain clothes, that just can't fly
Never plain clothes
Never plain clothes
Never plain clothes

Fitted yea, getting ready ima be there in a minute
Getting blunted in the Uber window tinted yea
Five stars for the driver cuz he wit it (yea)
Cuz he wit it
Shorty wit me and she fitted yea, getting ready she gon be here in a minute yea
Getting blunted in the Uber window tinted yea
Five stars for the drive cuz he wit it (yea)
Five stars for the dinner we ain't pay a dime
She a dime, gotta pay her more than nevermind
She rock theory, she got theories that'll level mine
Had to level up styles I got several kind
And the other side suede and its leather lined
I got thick skin, yea she thick too
We ain't tossin pig skin, but as soon as I touch down
It's
Robert Geller, Watanade, Common Projects just to curve the groupies
I'm in Barney's, trying Marni copped it sooney sooney
Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter, got the trees on me
Breeze on me, I might need to grab a new jacket
Double G's, couple G's on my new jacket
They used to tax a nigga, now I'm in a new bracket
New bracelet, link from Cuba, going too savage
Change five times nigga going to

I've been hiding out in plain sight
I've been getting high as hell, before these fucking plane rides
Never plain clothes
Never plain clothes
Never plain clothes
Never plain clothes
I've been hiding out in plain sight
I've been getting high as hell, before these fucking plane rides
Never plain clothes, that just can't fly
Never plain clothes
Never plain clothes
Never plain clothes

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