Lyrics:
No plastic
I pop out with jars
K9 couldn't smell it at all
That m.o
That n.e
That y
Usually stuck on my mind
If it don't make me money
Or better
to the Starr
Hold ya glock steady
Word to Rocksteady
Betta get ya blocks ready
[Chorus]
Who sleepin on the crow
Creepin on the low
T-O-N to the why
I'ma thug, I'ma die high O.D. off the la-la
Niggas tell me get off that weed, I'ma keep smoking on that thai
Nigga, fuck that, I'ma keep hittin' that
A lot of people ask me
Why I do this
Know what I tell em?
Because I fuckin want to
Now let me start off by sayin I hate these mumble queens
I m
that wrong
4 O’s on my whip
2 A’s on my hip
Only use paper straws
But she got plastic lips
Im from LA
As you can tell
White vans skinny jeans with
cope
With all these crab niggas tryna shorten my rope
Yo it's the r - a double p
E - r, n - o - y - d
Niggas can't fuck with me
Comin' straight outta QB
[Busta]
Oh man, oh man, oh man, oh man
Yo, yo, yo, I can't understand
Why the parents and the teachers
And everybody trying to o the kids
static by running backwards
You like Sampha that heat means you made out of plastic
These whack rappers they flop in the light, get back to practice
No
what's on my mind right now
I'm hoping I don't lose it
Just came up in this bitch to go and show you how I do it
H-A-R-L-O-W
If I want it then I got it
can do it
We can do it right here
Too used to cycles of hurting
A downward spiral o' bourbon
That velvet red is the verdict
When there's a trifle o
Nigga, I'm bustin me locs, but I'm hittin em down with jokes
Y'all niggas on the rope, got your ho on da scope
Bitches watching me, jockin me, nigga
is the bottom of a glass
And your friendships' plastic
Oh well, that shit happens
But what about when you can't even make it through the day
And your
streets boy
This shit can get drastic
That Glock on my hip boy
I stay with that plastic
These niggas got Choppers
These pussies they blastin'
I air your ass
started
feelin' that family love love
with the one you love
So put you drinks down
put yo hands up
it's F to the Plastic
baby Come on
Spectacular Spetacular
by the box
D is just disinterested
In anything you've got
But E eats everything
Yeah, E eats everything
E eats everything
Yeah, E eats
us
Streaming resounds current sounds as the water rushed by
The Elders resourcefully collected & nested love
Caverns were built underground for
telling
Shhh, Can't talk to much cause a nigga a felon
Yea, I run up my digits, I fuck with my niggas, I fuck with my bitch's
Yea, I fuck with plastic, I
and stay
one middle finger to the landlocked.
From the first time boatin' o'r there's not too much I can recall.
I kissed a plastic cod and drank rum till
on a jumbo jet
T-E-C-H-N-O-L-O-G-Y, it's the ultimate
Climate, geography
Medical research, automated teaching
Distribution, better health
Unknown
with the cult leader orator
Since I was shorty y'all
Busy with Bacardi raw
I cock the 44, symphonies by Marley Marl
I would splatter all of y'all
Shit
Skunk yo
Pink cookies in a plastic bag
Gettin' crushed by buildings, i wanna fuck!
En el Club, fichas mi face
Na' mas entrar, finge que no me ves
Hoy, no
Uh huh
Shit ain't even close to over motherfuckers
Y'all better know not to fuck with G-therz
Back again with no remorse, I am prepped to go to war
Skunk yo
Pink cookies in a plastic bag
Gettin' crushed by buildings, i wanna fuck!
Trad Montana playa nena
Bitches get out the way pana
Rap hoy entre
up with Guru, of course
[Big Shug]
Young ladies, fly ladies, young ladies in the house
[Patra]
Bad, bad by law, you no say you're da numba one
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