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plaqueboymax - opencarry lyrics

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[intro]
(what the f+ck they said? huh), (what the f+ck they said? huh)
(what the f+ck they said? f+ck), (what the f+ck they said? huh)
(we don’t play with b+tches, huh) (we got choppa’ stashes, huh)

[verse]
uh, they tried write me off, i wasn’t goin’ for none of that sh+t (i wasn’t goin’ for none of that sh+t)
boss the f+ck up baby, i ain’t playin’ wit’ none of these b+tches (i ain’t playin’ wit’ none of these b+tches)
i would rather i die throwin’ the five than tryna switch (than tryna switch)
ain’t got love for no ho, lost my trust, it made me sick (lost my trust, it made me sick)
what the f+ck they said? (what the f+ck they said?)
n+ggas said i fell off, huh, put that sh+t to bed (put that sh+t to bed)
i was in the fields, but i bought whips instead (but i bought whips instead)
i bought cribs instead, now all my b+tches bad (all my b+tches bad)
try to sn+tch my chain and my gang left you dead (my gang left you dead)
help my brothers blow, and i don’t need no creds (i don’t need no creds)
pillow talk the hoes, y’all n+ggas be the feds (y’all n+ggas be the feds)
saw my brodie quit his passions, now he poppin’ meds (now he poppin’ meds)
wish he never did that (never did that)
diamonds on my wrist now, yeah i got my wrist back (yeah i got my sh+t back)
look at me i’m rich now, of course i got my b+tch back
tryna drop the five, i swear to god you’ll get yo’ sh+t wacked (get yo’ sh+t wacked)
thousand dollar clothes, i throw ’em on, expensive mismatch (expensive mismatch)
three hoes in a row, they touchin’ toes, we playin’ tic+tac
put my family on, pops raised me well, now i’m the boss n+gga (i’m the boss, b+tch)
i’m the one who did it, made it out, i’m makin’ millions (i’m makin’ millions)
i’m tryna make a billion, first day out bro makin’ k!llins’
i’m tryna touch the ceiling, b+tch i don’t got no f+ckin’ ceilin’ (i don’t got no ceilin’)
cuzzo keep the steel, hothead, he don’t even conceal (love that boy to death)
i’m tryna sign a deal, wallet grow, he wearin’ heels (wallet wearin’ heels)
all y’all n+ggas funny, y’all like dave chapelle
they be prayin’ on my downfall, plaqueboy still prevail
[outro]
(they be prayin’ that i fail, b+tch i still prevail)



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