Big Flock - Plug (Official) lyrics

[Hook: Big Flock] The plug he called my phone like what you want I told him I'm down bad I need a front He said sure nuff' Glocka, what you need I said something that's gonna get me on my feet He said okay cool, it's on the way The mail say it's gonna be there in a day Since that day, young n***a got back on his sh** And I never called the plug back ever since [Verse 1: Shabazz] (Rest in peace bob, Free lil mar) (Soon he might hop out the car) (Shabazz n***a) PBG band up got grams up AR lay em' flat just like a plasma Smoking OG on moon rocks got asthma Your b**h on my dick I just pa**ed her Lil D he might crash in your b**h I got that gas I don't work my wrist Too much clientele, Ion' give a f** bout' a b**h Too many shooters, Ion' give a f** bout' a diss Free Lil Mar, swear he innocent After I make this hit Imma f** ya b**h Sipping Codeine no ace of spade I got this sh** off a bag of shake Buss down that swag and I make some plays Gas coming in every day Oh that's your b**h I been smash that Bombs in my trap just like it's Baghdad My n***as and your n***as different My n***as hitting Them n***as missing Dog tryna bite I need to walk it Call duffle bag and start an auction n***as stealing swag like we golfing AR pistol put em' in a coffin [Hook: Big Flock] The plug he called my phone like what you want I told him I'm down bad I need a front He said sure nuff' Glocka, what you need I said something that's gonna get me on my feet He said okay cool, it's on the way The mail say it's gonna be there in a day Since that day, young n***a got back on his sh** And I never called the plug back ever since [Verse 2: Q Da Fool] (Huh?)(Hello?) (Q Da Fool) (PBG) I just came home to a Ruger Bout to beat the case and then Imma run away Not with the talking, I just let this 100 spray Hollow tips flying so p**y boy go away I walked in the club with the heat I go see the plug in a week My brother a shooter, yeah he a creep Free Lil Mar yeah he a G I just seen the opps like what you want? Imma go back in the car and grab the pump And f** you mean pussies getting k**ed for free You better not stutter when I ask you "what you need?" None of your shooters got bodies They ship my lil shooter out Cali He cooling with Crips and Bloods I'm cooling with robbers and plugs Boogie work out with the draco My shooter shoot 5 like he maino My shooter shoot shots when I say so I just made straight beat the case doe My robbers hop out and they take everything Catch a f** n***a he take everything Not spending no bands on no wedding ring Imma just cop a new 50 piece Curb service come get 50 pills Good molly gas in a vacuum seal If the numbers low Imma tax him still My lil brother locked up this sh** real [Hook: Big Flock] The plug he called my phone like what you want I told him I'm down bad I need a front He said sure nuff' Glocka, what you need I said something that's gonna get me on my feet He said okay cool, it's on the way The mail say it's gonna be there in a day Since that day, young n***a got back on his sh** And I never called the plug back ever since