I hop on the beat, then I ride it
I keep you excited
Got these n*ggas pullin' all nighters
Siah your beats are straight fire
As if you stay cooking them under a lighter
A lot of you seem to be pushing your luck
And I think that it's time for a write up
If the pictures too dark, turn ya bright up
They hate outta spite
But my touch is like Midas
Flo' is so sick its a flight risk
No I'm not hood but I'm bout it
I told them I'm good, and I got this
They lurk in disguise, gotta crowd check
Dude yous a clown, just a hot mess
Fuxk all that clout know your purpose
Ah
You want the fame, hope it's worth it
I want a lane I deserve it
Keep my shxt tight, talking close knit
Im on a way let me coast it
To my success let me toast it
Plug talk, Plug talk
Got me spillin' out my thoughts
Got me writing all my wrongs
Speaking truth in all my songs
And though these n*ggas try and hate
Please lord guide me to my fate
They never offered my a plate
And yet they wonder how I ate
Plug talk, Plug talk
Got me spillin' out my thoughts
Got me writing all my wrongs
Speaking truth in all my songs
Will these n*ggas ever learn
Everything I got I own
Yous a leech yous a worm
And I'm the f*cking early bird
They smile in your face
But then really their hating
As your cultivating
Now their contemplating
Not theirs to take, I won't make no mistake then
Cause I'm going straight in
Im talking no helmets
Im talking no play pens
Im talking no swim fins
Im talking no safety
And I'm on a blood binge
I think y'all need saving
Can I get a witness?
You think this a game
But I might need repentance
I'm here for vengeance
This violence is senseless
Im talking my lyrics, cuz thats how I kill it
Switch flows like I'm Kendrick
They asking, who is this?
Kiimbosh she the trillest
I'm talking the realest
Im talking a legend
Im not ordinary
This word play is scary
You can not get near me
I know that your leery
I promise I'm friendly
Stay gold like I'm Curry
Plug talk, Plug talk
Got me spillin' out my thoughts
Got me writing all my wrongs
Speaking truth in all my songs
And though these n*ggas try and hate
Please lord guide me to my fate
They never offered my a plate
And yet they wonder how I ate
Plug talk, Plug talk
Got me spillin' out my thoughts
Got me writing all my wrongs
Speaking truth in all my songs
Will these n*ggas ever learn
Everything I got I own
Yous a leech yous a worm
And I'm the f*cking early bird