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Correct PLZ (feat. Tru Sun) Lyrics
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Correct PLZ (feat. Tru Sun)
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HOOK Don’t say nothing to me These women be touching on me Do not be touching on me They fallen in love with a g Plz, plz They pulling all on my sleeves, my sleeves Its looking like money to me Run it up Drum it up Aint a nigga who can run with us, I’m pulling up They got a nigga like Plz, plz They tryna get me like Plz, plz We pulling up with the keys Rizzo VERSE Uh, uh, uh Me and my Patnas be suited I got the plan execute it My brother falsely prosecuted My heart ain't in it substitute it I know you want it, I know you waiting I know some people who procrastinating I should kill the cadence, they just impersonating I be on it Mayne I ascertain, knowledge is everything Boy it's pre ordained, higher than Novocain Homie I'm everything I don't need a chain Sorry to break it to ya, I'm just the one who be running thangs I was the one who was giving game I was the one who switched everythang And put the city on a break And made em make a couple trades Made em skip thru a phase Put em back up on the blades I know the money right And y’all niggas tripping like the money is never tight I put that on everything I digitize it, nigga thats gigabytes Im sipping on herbal life, while living an urban life While yo chick rollin herb for life Burn the burner twice, put that hoe in the dirt tonight Live it up tonight They ride for me in the state They hope I’m going at a pace They hoping that ya boy wait But y’all niggas so fake HOOK Don’t say nothing to me These women be touching on me Do not be touching on me They fallen in love with a g Plz, plz They pulling all on my sleeves, my sleeves Its looking like money to me Run it up Drum it up Aint a nigga who can run with us, I’m pulling up They got a nigga like Plz, plz They tryna get me like Plz, plz We pulling up with the keys Tru Sun Verse2 Walking up, the floor touch my knees Start my morning with a couple trees Plz keep me sucker free G’s all in my company, G’s all in my dungarees Luxury in my custody Aint no touchin me sharp as cutlery, hustle you before you hustle me Plz, plz let me run it up Chief chief of the 100 club Im the one not the runner up, you’ll run em up tryna run with us Not a fumbler or a mumbler Life’ll build you up and crumble ya South side made a rumbler, God knows how to humble ya Fuck a double cup fill the duffle up Im just tryna make it double up Walmart of the underground, I’m the king of the under cut Give a sucker hell and some uppercuts Love a southern bell bubble butts I don’t even know what else to tell ya, I aint never gave a mother fuck HOOK Don’t say nothing to me These women be touching on me Do not be touching on me They fallen in love with a g Plz, plz They pulling all on my sleeves, my sleeves Its looking like money to me Run it up Drum it up Aint a nigga who can run with us, I’m pulling up They got a nigga like Plz, plz They tryna get me like Plz, plz We pulling up with the keys
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