Whoa, Whoa
Aye Sol
Huh, She plugged me in
Then plugged me out, ooh
She plugged me in then plugged me out
All this sauce drippin, have a drought
Got cash, got big amount
Lil Chris the realist from the south
Diamonds, they wet like the ocean
Always gettin' money, no portion
Haters gon talk, I ignore em'
Look at my neck and my wrist fully frozen
Think once, never twice
BrokenBoy might change your life
Is you left? Or you right?
Not old, but, I still got the spice
The gang got me plugged in, huh
All this money walked in, huh
They try to act like like your friends, huh
Then they switch up at the end
Yeah, damn right, what I write about is
Damn well how I move about
Loaded with jugs on my back
So my family wouldn't have a drought
Don't listen cause they filled with doubt
To prove em' wrong, I made it out
"Gang Gang" we gon all shout
While you holding back, we go all out
50 songs in 10 weeks
Do the math, that's 5 a week
The difference, you a wannabe
I work for what I wanna be
Genesis, we begin
Jay Rock, I'm finna win
They don't know how I been
"White soul, but, black skin"
Don't you ever again say that to me
How dare you say "is you black?" to me
Spent 7 years in a black city
So move along if you not with me
They ask "you get paid?" Nah
No reply when I pray, yuh
Don't come when I'm dripped out
I'll say "too late" to your face, yuh
We finna make that paper
Cop that Gucci, Saint Laurent, Uh
Aye Sol v Lil Chris
We finna buy all that we want, yuh
I'll embarrass you and your homies right on the spot, yeah
The ones that love to talk are the same ones that gettin' popped, yeah
She plugged me in then plugged me out
All this sauce drippin, have a drought
Got cash, got big amount
Lil Chris the realist from the south
Diamonds, they wet like the ocean
Always gettin money, no portion
Haters gon talk, I ignore em'
Look at my neck and my wrist fully frozen
Think once, never twice
BrokenBoy might change your life
Is you left? Or you right?
Not old, but, I still got the spice
The gang got me plugged in, huh
All this money walked in, huh
They try to act like like your friends, huh
Then they switch up at the end
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Aye Sol - Plug Me In (feat. Lil Chris) Lyrics
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Whoa, Whoa
Aye Sol
Huh, She plugged me in
Then plugged me out, ooh
She plugged me in then plugged me out
All this sauce drippin, have a drought
Got cash, got big amount
Lil Chris the realist from the south
Diamonds, they wet like the ocean
Always gettin' money, no portion
Haters gon talk, I ignore em'
Look at my neck and my wrist fully frozen
Think once, never twice
BrokenBoy might change your life
Is you left? Or you right?
Not old, but, I still got the spice
The gang got me plugged in, huh
All this money walked in, huh
They try to act like like your friends, huh
Then they switch up at the end
Yeah, damn right, what I write about is
Damn well how I move about
Loaded with jugs on my back
So my family wouldn't have a drought
Don't listen cause they filled with doubt
To prove em' wrong, I made it out
"Gang Gang" we gon all shout
While you holding back, we go all out
50 songs in 10 weeks
Do the math, that's 5 a week
The difference, you a wannabe
I work for what I wanna be
Genesis, we begin
Jay Rock, I'm finna win
They don't know how I been
"White soul, but, black skin"
Don't you ever again say that to me
How dare you say "is you black?" to me
Spent 7 years in a black city
So move along if you not with me
They ask "you get paid?" Nah
No reply when I pray, yuh
Don't come when I'm dripped out
I'll say "too late" to your face, yuh
We finna make that paper
Cop that Gucci, Saint Laurent, Uh
Aye Sol v Lil Chris
We finna buy all that we want, yuh
I'll embarrass you and your homies right on the spot, yeah
The ones that love to talk are the same ones that gettin' popped, yeah
She plugged me in then plugged me out
All this sauce drippin, have a drought
Got cash, got big amount
Lil Chris the realist from the south
Diamonds, they wet like the ocean
Always gettin money, no portion
Haters gon talk, I ignore em'
Look at my neck and my wrist fully frozen
Think once, never twice
BrokenBoy might change your life
Is you left? Or you right?
Not old, but, I still got the spice
The gang got me plugged in, huh
All this money walked in, huh
They try to act like like your friends, huh
Then they switch up at the end
Aye Sol
Huh, She plugged me in
Then plugged me out, ooh
She plugged me in then plugged me out
All this sauce drippin, have a drought
Got cash, got big amount
Lil Chris the realist from the south
Diamonds, they wet like the ocean
Always gettin' money, no portion
Haters gon talk, I ignore em'
Look at my neck and my wrist fully frozen
Think once, never twice
BrokenBoy might change your life
Is you left? Or you right?
Not old, but, I still got the spice
The gang got me plugged in, huh
All this money walked in, huh
They try to act like like your friends, huh
Then they switch up at the end
Yeah, damn right, what I write about is
Damn well how I move about
Loaded with jugs on my back
So my family wouldn't have a drought
Don't listen cause they filled with doubt
To prove em' wrong, I made it out
"Gang Gang" we gon all shout
While you holding back, we go all out
50 songs in 10 weeks
Do the math, that's 5 a week
The difference, you a wannabe
I work for what I wanna be
Genesis, we begin
Jay Rock, I'm finna win
They don't know how I been
"White soul, but, black skin"
Don't you ever again say that to me
How dare you say "is you black?" to me
Spent 7 years in a black city
So move along if you not with me
They ask "you get paid?" Nah
No reply when I pray, yuh
Don't come when I'm dripped out
I'll say "too late" to your face, yuh
We finna make that paper
Cop that Gucci, Saint Laurent, Uh
Aye Sol v Lil Chris
We finna buy all that we want, yuh
I'll embarrass you and your homies right on the spot, yeah
The ones that love to talk are the same ones that gettin' popped, yeah
She plugged me in then plugged me out
All this sauce drippin, have a drought
Got cash, got big amount
Lil Chris the realist from the south
Diamonds, they wet like the ocean
Always gettin money, no portion
Haters gon talk, I ignore em'
Look at my neck and my wrist fully frozen
Think once, never twice
BrokenBoy might change your life
Is you left? Or you right?
Not old, but, I still got the spice
The gang got me plugged in, huh
All this money walked in, huh
They try to act like like your friends, huh
Then they switch up at the end
Writer: Aye Sol, Christian Winbush
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid