Plans For You (feat. A Million Grams)

When you the nigga with the bag, it's gon' fall on you Pape good, if she need it, I'll shoot it to her You gotta stay the course, even when it's falling through And I don't know you in real life, bitch, I follow you How you say you run the game? Y'all not even in it Tired of hearing tall tales coming from some midgets I'm the first here of my kind, call me Ruby Bridges Take it easy, lil' baby, cause I'm not forgiving Girl what's up, you know we up Catch me in action, ridin' in the back, this ain't Tonka truck That nigga, he not with us Not in they weight class they can't box with us Drop back like Andrew Luck She brought two friends, brought my mans with us That money keep addin' up Fuckin' on camera fa show, she bad enough I think she had enough Ridin', ridin' with it, off safety Never let a broke bitch play me Them lil bands nothing, I make that daily Yeah Plane took off, girl, land with me Said she wanna start a family But whatever you do, no playin' with me Need you to take over the wheel Ooh We ain't worried about tomorrow I'll blow it all tonight Headed to that paper, I'm in a rush Shorty thick as fuck, caught her on her way to lunch Popped out, grabbed the IG, then hopped right back in the truck Usually do the plain, but today I did the bust Paparazzi takin' pictures, every time they see me with her It be hard not to miss her when the Rollie full of glitter I can make it wet, bitches think I'm twister Shootin' star in the pinkie, lookin' like Big Dipper Ayy All in my DMs, you know I'm him I be in and out of town, but tonight I'm in the VIP It's Shorty and her friends, they just pulled up in the lift You know I'm in the drop, but got enough room for your bitch Ooh Ayy Close the curtain for some privacy Ayy Close your eyes, we at the hideaway Ayy All about the money like the stock exchange Whatever's understood ain't gotta be explained