Designer Drugz 2

Plug

by HoodRich Pablo Juan

on Designer Drugz 2 (2016)

[Verse 1: Johnny Cinco]
I forget the money save it up
Bet it on wages
I'm in the trap with the base
I'm in the trenches all day
I get it in on the road now
Get it in how it go now
Up the prices of my show now
The trap bunkin, that for sure now
Never stoppin on the road now
Get the trap up, yeah
Hit the road slow, yeah
My niggas up, yeah
I walk around double cup
Get some mud in my cup
On the hunt in my slum
I'm the mufuckin plug

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]
Drug money, get it swept under the rug
Bitch don't even know she talkin to the damn plug
I'm a pimp, shake her down catch stripper money
Trap boy, got legal money
On my way to a sports bar to watch the Falcons
You can bet your leg dollar that eagle coming
Teach you how to remix, school teacher money
Smokin all day got reefer money
Stands for a pt. two liter money
He the one that's broke, what he did with his money? (money)
My Dad is a drunk and my Uncle's a junkie (hah)
Momma stay smiling cause son got the money
My watch is a fifty my chain is a hundred
I'm scared to commit and I'm addicted to honey
I love them diamond bricks
Got a brick, but that ain't it
A hundred pints and that's not Act
Purple Kool-Aid mixed with yak
I'll point you in the right direction, bet you a mill you won't come back (a milly)
I give you CEO a deal, but he was wack, I took it back

[Hook: Johnny Cinco]
(Yuh)
So that's what it was and show them no love
Now I'm a trap nigga, all the hood show me love
You can rain money on me if you fuck with the plug
Cinco one time her friend now she fuck with the plug
See we came in the slums and they gave us no love
Now I got rap nigga, like I already won
You can run money up when you fuck with the plug
Cinco one time her friend now she fuck with the plug

[Verse 3: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
I'm the importer/exporter, extorter, tre importer
I need every quarter like a parking meter hang on them corners
Spread my wings fly to Texas and California
My lawyer flip the case, transformer
Horse carriage, I got bricks in the pony
Fuck these bitches me and money lonely (fuck these bitches)
I am the Rock throwin elbows jabroni
Steady finessing, professor, compressor (steady finessing)
Hundred bags of pressure plugged like the Tesla
You're girl too young they think I'm a Chester
I skrt back to extras give it to my tester
Mister T gold my neck is a treasure (Mister T)
Im with whatever bright AKs are better
Back up a truckload let's unload on camera
Swiss say let [?] African bezel

[Hook: Johnny Cinco]
(Yuh)
So that's what it was and show them no love
Now I'm a trap nigga, all the hood show me love
You can rain money on me if you fuck with the plug
Cinco one time her friend now she fuck with the plug
See we came in the slums and they gave us no love
Now I got rap nigga, like I already won
You can run money up when you fuck with the plug
Cinco one time her friend now she fuck with the plug

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