London On Da Track - On The Plug lyrics

[Hook x2] I ain't no drug dealer but I'll f** with you on the plug, n***a Hit the club with you, turn up with you, roll up with you Don't cross me y'all, lit your spot n***a, you a hot n***a Tryna run up all in my spot, n***a get shot n***a [Verse 1] I ain't no drug dealer, but the plug n***a, I hang with him All these stripper hoes and my young n***as, we came with 'em I f** a b**h and you took her out, you in love with her I can tell you want her cause I seen you all in the club with her I'm a mud sipper but I f** strippers cause I'm a big tipper My white b**h like popping Skittles, my young n***as like toting pistols My car dirty and my slang dirty, my Sprite dirty I'm balling hard like James Worthy, my b**h nerdy She talk dirty but she f** good I'm on her female canned goods Not penthouse, you with the hard one b**h pull up, she know what's good I don't give her money, give her hard wood Kick game like baby ' told 'em don't pull up if you ain't welcome Don't ask for it, n***a, I don't sell it Now tell 'em, tell 'em, tell 'em, tell 'em [Hook x2] I ain't no drug dealer but I'll f** with you on the plug, n***a Hit the club with you, turn up with you, roll up with you Don't cross me y'all, lit your spot n***a, you a hot n***a Tryina run up all in my spot, n***a get shot n***a [Verse 2] Man, don't cross me y'all, lit your spot boy, you a hot boy sh**, don't play around with my money boy, get shot boy sh**, we started from that bottom, we at the top boy We got 100 in that yacht, what do you chop, boy? I need to seek a service for these presidentials I'm doing 1-30 down your residential And I don't sell d** but I know the plug Them n***as got drum, they so instrumental And the blunt got one or two grams in it Treat your girl like a blunt, I let my fam hit it And the party got two or three grand in it b**h, I'm all about my money, money, money, money [Hook x2] I ain't no drug dealer but I'll f** with you on the plug, n***a Hit the club with you, turn up with you, roll up with you Don't cross me y'all, lit your spot n***a, you a hot n***a Tryina run up all in my spot, n***a get shot n***a [Verse 3] On the plug n***a, get your a** in the club n***a Hundred racks all gone, n***a Hot boys and my son, n***a I got your ho lookin, she wanna f**, n***a, you a f** n***a! Two Styrofoam, what you think I'm on? Mud, n***a! I ain't never sleep with my b**h p**y, need big swishers Trying to run in my spot, hell yeah, you gonna get issues 4-5 right between her eye You n***as hot like Juvenile Can't f** with y'all, phone line getting tapped and all Kicked the door to y'all trapping on 4 5 for a bag of loud and don't touch it This is not on your budget, 8 pin and it's so flooded These n***as too fugazi I know the plug and we go braze it [Hook x2] I ain't no drug dealer but I'll f** with you on the plug, n***a Hit the club with you, turn up with you, roll up with you Don't cross me y'all, lit your spot n***a, you a hot n***a Tryina run up all in my spot, n***a get shot n***a [Outro] Sex, money and d** It's the Hood Rich lifestyle, n***a It's the Porter house lifestyle, n***a The Ratchet Superior DJ Scream, Travis Salute