ft travis porter dj scream - on the plug (ft. travis porter) - dj scream lyrics
[hook]
i ain’t no drug dealer but i’ll f-ck with you on the plug, n-gg-
hit the club with you, turn up with you, roll up with you
don’t cross me y’all, lit your spot n-gg-, you a hot n-gg-
tryina run up all in my spot, n-gg- get shot n-gg-
i ain’t no drug dealer but i’ll f-ck with you on the plug, n-gg-
hit the club with you, turn up with you, roll up with you
don’t cross me y’all, lit your spot n-gg-, you a hot n-gg-
tryina run up all in my spot, n-gg- get shot n-gg-
[verse 1]
i ain’t no drug dealer, but the plug n-gg-, i hang with him
all these stripper hoes and my young n-gg-s, we came with ’em
i f-ck a b-tch and you took her out, you in love with her
i can tell you want her cause i seen you all in the club with her
i’m a mud sipper but i f-ck strippers cause i’m a big tipper
my white b-tch like popping skittles
m young n-gg-s like toting pistols
my car dirty and my slang dirty, my sprite dirty
i’m balling hard like james worthy, my b-tch nerdy
she talk dirty but she f-ck good
i’m on her female canned goods
not penthouse, you with the hard one
b-tch pull up, she know what’s good
i don’t give her money, give her hard wood
kick game like baby ‘ told ’em don’t pull up if you ain’t welcome
don’t ask for it, n-gg-, i don’t sell it
now tell ’em, tell ’em, tell ’em, tell ’em
[hook]
[verse 2]
man, don’t cross me y’all, lit your spot boy, you a hot boy
sh-t, don’t play around with my money boy, get shot boy
sh-t, we started from that bottom, we at the top boy
we got 100 in that yacht, what do you chop, boy?
i need to seek a service for these presidents
i’m doing 1-30 down your residential
and i don’t sell drugs but i know the plug
them n-gg-s got drum, they so instrumental
and the blunt got one or two grams in it
treat your girl like a blunt, i let my fam hit it
and the party got two or three grand in it
b-tch, i’m all about my money, money, money, money
[hook]
[verse 3]
on the plug n-gg-, get your -ss in the club n-gg-
hundred racks all gone, n-gg-
hot boys and my son, n-gg-
i got you ho liquor, she wanna fart n-gg-, you a fart n-gg-
two styrofoam, what you think i’m on? mud, n-gg-
i ain’t never sleep with my b-tch p-ssy, need big swishers
trying to run in my spot, h-ll yeah, you gonna get issues
4-5 right between her eye
you n-gg-s hot like juvenile
can’t f-ck with y’all, phone line getting tapped and all
kicked the door to y’all trapping on
4 5 for a bag of loud and don’t touch it
this is not on your budget, 8 pin and it’s so flooded
these n-gg-s too flu gazy
i know the plug and we go braze it
[hook]
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