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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PLZ (feat. Tru Sun) Lyrics

Rizzo – PLZ (feat. Tru Sun) Lyrics