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fumez the engineer, young a6 & rakz - plugged in season finale 1 lyrics

[intro: s13]
(ayo, tr, go brazy on these n+ggas, man)
(m3nace)
plugged in with fumez
(ayo, tr, go brazy on these n+ggas, man)

[verse 1: s13]
fillin’ it
one wrong move, i’m spinnin’ it (i’m there)
stone cold stunner ‘cah a man done finished it
they caught ++++ over there and spinached it
black man timin’, i still might bine him
grey don’s too ’cause there’s no white privilege
they know my ting, stop all the lyin’
squeeze first, my index start fidgetin’ (baow)
[verse 2: c1nna]
ge+ge+genna and federer, slide in them, toosie (slide)
violent and ridin’, them n+ggas are coochie
levels, my devils are badder than boosie
rain on them, give them one extra like snoochie
can’t ever talk loosely (no)
still throwin’ two g’s in the air like we’re gucci
they’re sayin’ i’m bookey
ready or not, here i come like the fugees (mm)

[verse 3: strika]
man rock with the stick tryna cl!ck that, hit that
make a opp boy feel the kickback (get ’em down)
f+ck+off bells, make a big man sit back (you’re done)
don’t puff up your chest like you’re sick, akh (wooh)
this big dotts get your forehead split, akh
they run with speed when they hear that dispatch (baow)
buck broadday, you’re p+ssed, akh
bad one, big back, love the way i hit that (you know the vibe)

[verse 4: ridla]
couldn’t let bro go, so i had too (yeah, i had to)
can’t go without sweets like a fat yute (no, no)
two stick up in the forest, it’s not bamboo
heard he died in his place like a statue, froze (ah, f+ck)
and my n+ggas drop guys like boat (we do)
and we do instant reb+ttals (grrt)
really took a gun to your block for a scuffle
got the glock with a muzzle, when it bangs, it’s subtle
[verse 5: rondo montana]
ba+ba+back it (back it), aim it (grrah)
rondo only points where their brain is (skrrah)
lost one, lost himself, so i shaved it
malistrip, we murder our paigons (uh+huh, uh+huh)
last time, i heard i got spun (huh?)
who cares? i was on the ++++ with a gun (a gun)
i’ve jumped out calm like, “broski, don’t run”
but everyone runs when the gunman comes (uh+huh, uh+huh)

[verse 6: rakz]
used to fly ot with the bakin’ soda, but now i’m in the game, man, i’m takin’ over (that’s facts)
scr+pe that pot, bro scr+pe that yola (woi, woi)
now i’m goin’ nuts, but it ain’t granola (woi)
had coke, but it ain’t no cola (coke)
i’m tapped, man, i’m straight bipolar
mask on my face, but it ain’t corona (grrt)
a real bad boy, that’s my main persona

[verse 7: tremz]
some rounds and dirty straps (spin that)
from a young boy, i was tapped with a mash (yuh)
the day that we film, pull up, hop out, bang, had one in my bag (to show these yutes)
don’t try run, catch one in your back (yuh)
see what they chat on the ‘net, it’s wass
get outside, you little grass (snitch)
catch a rat, whack a rat
[verse 8: young a6]
ayy, we got the ends on lock
ayy, we got the ends on lock
fill up the car with waps and shanks
bang, we make the skengs dem pop (baow, baow)
grrt, put all your friends on tops
up that sh+t, make your friends dem drop
big zk on my young boy’s waist
and he can’t wait to attend them drops

[verse 9: s13 & c1nna]
i+i+i wish that i was in marbs (i wish)
i+i+i wish that i was in nappa (they won’t let me)
feds said i’m a broad day suspect (yeah)
they said that i’m an active ganger (baow)
went right, spun that block and then i went left (mh+hmm)
my shanks can’t fit in my sleeve
send me the addy, that’s corn on them (bubush)

[verse 10: strika]
hold up, let me switch that (hold up)
man buck an opp, man ching that, ying that (ying that)
or i bine him, slime him (baow)
can’t wait till another one drops, it’s all timin’ (can’t wait)

[verse 11: ridla]
i’m malistrippin’ (lt)
with my darg, but his heart’s in the kitchen
i’m out when it’s dark, but it’s calm when we’re kitsch in
don’t ask me to party, i’m graftin’, i’m missin’ (grrah)

[verse 12: rondo montana]
this fl!ck’s too small like tiny
bells for the botty, come wam like mufta (big)
talk on my name, man, then what happens? (what?)
i step and bench and i make guys suffer (grrah)

[verse 13: rakz]
i’m nothin’ like others in the industry (none of them)
talk mad then i’m goin’ on a yingin’ spree
i was in the t, had to flip the z
remember when i see ++++ and he hid from me

[verse 14: tremz]
dance+dance+dance on the pack, i don’t dance on the pack
i might just give it them raw (that’s trap)
nitnats pile up, smackheads line up, come here and visit the store (yuh)

[verse 15: young a6]
young days, man pray for a ramby, i’m steppin’ out scatty to different blocks (let’s step)
feds concerned how i kept composure, they couldn’t tell if i did it or not (haha)

[outro]
fumez the engineer

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