Plastic/For Sure

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Big long dick, I'm in her stomach like a pack of Tums
Real niggas sit inside my section, bitch, quit acting dumb
Please don't get offended by my lyrics, I'm just having fun
I'm finna rack it up
Benjamins after Benjamins, I'ma stack it up
I know that these niggas friendly, why you acting tough
I put a zip up to his mouth, lil' boy, I had enough
Bitch, I been getting money since I was 15
2,500 on these Amiris, these is big jeans
I'm a lil' ass nigga, but I got big dreams
Feel that Larry Bird inside the court the way I hit threes
I been dreaming about that activist, I sip lean
Nut on her face and some Proactiv til it get clean
I just watched my nigga do a backflip on a 10-speed
Bitch, she tryna take my debit card, bitch, please
I drop the top and put a 4 inside a Mountain Dew
That nigga think I'm laughing with him, but I'm clowning you
I pour the deuce inside this Sprite, yeah, I'ma act the fool
Looking at our chains, my shit is diamond, your shit plastic, ooh
Whatever happened to real niggas in the club
My niggas winning, they throw up the dubs
I need a perc or two before I f*ck
I'm never scared to tell you what it was
Black Maybach in the street
AK, shoot like that bitch on repeat
Camo fit, yeah, I'm stepping discreet
Off white 4s and I step on the street
Drill so hard, I'ma step on the beat
Fucked once, that's mission complete
That 20% get commissioned to me
Don't know a nigga who step like me
Run on the beat, let me catch my feet
Pussy was made with the head on fleek
Jump in the pool head first like Meek
She wanna f*ck, hit her ass on beat
Wait, hit that
Brody gon' split him like Kit Kat
AirPods in, I don't listen to chit-chat
Roll up and smoke me a zig-zag
I spend like 200 on a zip pack
Call up my nigga, he get that
Real deal step is what niggas should get back
Don't give a f*ck about a fuckboy
Niggas be bluffing
Carry the Glock, tuck it
I don't be tripping about nothing, f*ck it
Aim at the stick, dump it
Drop me a nigga, then call up my cousin
I ain't tripping about nothing
Cause nigga, I get to the hundreds and dozens
R.I.P. to the nigga that said he would see me tomorrow
Lay back in the Maybach, nigga smoking gelato
Niggas saw me going up
They hopped on the wave and they followed
Same niggas get hit up with hollows, hollows
Vamonos, real niggas were swerving in potholes
These niggas gon' fold tacos
I'ma eat off my plate not yours
Real young nigga, I hang with my vatos
Bitch, I'ma get to the cheese nachos
I make it rain in the club, need a poncho
I need the money pronto
Whatever happened to real niggas in the club
My niggas shoot shit just because
I ain't a thug, but I chill with them thugs
Lil' bro stay geeking off the drugs
Got a big white lie on the shirt
Whatever you did, bitch, I done did it first
Better get rich or I'm taking the dirt
Chill like Smirk
My bitch is a shooter, she something like Dirk's
Got a nine in her purse
If the feds coming in, put the perc in her skirt
I know these niggas think that I'm a jerk
I don't be talking to niggas but DG
That's my nigga till I hit the dirt
Saw the bag, had to get it for sure

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