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the drugs and I got a plug, they checking our tickets
Bitches they stare at my pants and be like boy what's in them britches?
Keep red bottoms on the bottom

Storms ensued
Altered Moods
Futures bruised
We just trying to run it
Jump and overcome it
Blossom into something
Bottom bettered
Done it
We just trying

Organic soil grown, less than 50 contacts in my phone
Smoking gas its easing stress, 30k in my war chest
Breaking down a vacuum seal, keeping my plug

Let's Get It

Ca$h Out

Let's Get It

2014

Let's get it, nigga, let's get it
If you about this money, let's get it
Boss up

I got the drugs and I got a plug, they checking our tickets
Bitches

Let's get it, nigga, let's get it
If you bout this money, let's get it
Boss up

I got the drugs and I got a plug, they checking our tickets
Bitches,

you like that, for real
I keep my mouth closed cause niggas, they be talkin' shit
I keep my mouth closed cause niggas, they be on my dick

You steady

like I said it all before
Pull the plug in the bottom of your brain
Everything drains
Closed eyes
Empty mind
Free flow no thoughts
Just focus

with no fake hoes
My youngins got Dracos, we catch you
It's case closed free my nigga Murda
We gon' thug 'til the end
I'm the plug and the shooter
All we

In the third week of the relationship
she was tripping on organic acid,
would stop, pick up a rained out leaf,
would give it into his hand,
full

Paper Trail$

Joey Bada$$

B4.DA.$$ [LP]

2015

Before the money, there was love
But before the money, it was tough
Then came the money through a plug
It's a shame this ain't enough, yo

Sitting

the one with a Buddhist flag attached
Red stars got me tweakin', flippin' out like acrobat
So gimme weed, I'm talking the organic ones at that
I got tricked

looking
Nigga all I really wanted was the Pyrex
A couple hundred body snatchers in the projects
You know my plug stay connected like direct
I'm in Miami my

of anything resembling a theory of soul
The recall process being usurped by the utilitarian toolbox
Of latter day fainting at the sight of organic matter

looking
Nigga all I really wanted was the pyrex
A couple hundred body snatchers
In the projects
You know my plug stay connected like direct
I'm in Miami my

And I still move with the unit
I'm a hype beast moving a movement
All that I see Yu with the lumens
I got a lotta to light today park here, spark plug

bitch
My LA plug Japanese
Don’t think his eyes open yeah
She wanna feel it with her eyes closed, yeah
Want me to poke her like a pine cone, shit
I fly her

Hey
Uh-you now rocking with me
Told me take it

Cold hearted nukka
From the bottom of the tundra
Dusting suckaz off
When I emerge
From unda
Ground

wanted me to dig from the bottom of my heart
Fish in the tank and I'm swimming with the sharks
Imagine what it all coulda been
Imagine what it all coulda

Curtains is closed flirtin' with hoes
On the bona cause she heard o' the flows
Freaky ton arse start workin' the pole
With her hands in my
Pocket searchin'

Don't Ever Play Yourself

Busta Rhymes

Major Key

2016

thug-rap shit (never)
Rather be bumper to bumper in drug traffic
Cash on deck whenever the plug ask it
You don't sweat the small things, they become

to take risks
Rick Owens got the tongue out like a French kiss
Hit my plug say it's been a minute, made ten in ten minutes
Trap never closed like Skinny

I guess it’s nice to eat ya
Now I call the plug like everyday
Quarantined but still a holiday
Still stacking paper like a normal day
Bruh I got trips

mouth closed better kick rocks

Kick rocks kick rocks never turn around the spot
Riding in the helicopter mini gun nonstop
Kick rocks kick rocks never

Pay the lawyer, closed case, have a gr8 day
I'ma cause a flood in the club
Make it rain in the club
Ain't no drain in the club, boy
I done got my chain