Wheezy - Plan B lyrics

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Wheezy - Plan B lyrics

[Hook: Quavo] I gave a b**h a Plan B (Open your mouth) ‘Cause she was my plan B (Side b**h) I got my hoe on a leash (Get over here) She a real trapper in the streets My n***as don't mean no harm, unless you come handling me (My n***as don't mean it) Cookie bag and a Percocet, that's what applied to me (I'm geeking) The dab is not a sneeze (Dab) I f** her once, then she leave (Smash) She only got her f**ing keys; I give her phone down the street [Verse 1: Quavo] Eat it up - busy bees Stevie Wonder, play with keys I told my plug, “Yadda mean,” That mean, “Come on, with them things,” I put the work ‘cross seas Feel like I play with Kareem I walk around with the nin' Hundred thousand for the team I woke up ‘cause I had a dream I shot at n***a in the spleen Two n***as looking like Kel and Ken' Your favorite cousin, dope fiends I was going on a mission But I swapped out my hoe for that Young n***a talking business Tell that n***a I ain't here for that Migo Gang like the Thundercats And I'm trapping out a Hellcat p**y n***a, you a lab rat b**h, my diamonds doing jumping jacks Pull up, gave a Phantom heart attack Hoe n***a, where your heart is at? We quick to send ‘em to the cardiac Cookies and Perc' – that's the starter pack Go to the j**eler; want all of that Ball on my court, n***a, can't get the ball back I be where the money fall at I take the pot and beat it with a ball bat You ain't own it, Where you rent it at? If it ain't broke I ain't fixing that I put the dope in the trunk I put the extras in the kitty-cat [Hook: Quavo] I gave a b**h a Plan B (Open your mouth) ‘Cause she was my plan B (Side b**h) I got my hoe on a leash (Get over here) She a real trapper in the streets My n***as don't mean no harm, unless you come handling me (My n***as don't mean it) Cookie bag and a Percocet, that's what applied to me (I'm geeking) The dab is not a sneeze (Dab) I f** her once, then she leave (Smash) She only got her f**ing keys; I give her phone down the street [Verse 2: Offset] f** on me, then f** my brother Just because she's your b**h, you don't trust her These b**hes really trying to come up Damn, she trapped you, you nutted up When you went to work, I had picked her up She said she want to kick it on the bus f**ing and s**ing up all of us You know how we do; we just slaughtered her My j**eler made me look like Slick the Ruler My b**hes booshie, walking with a poodle When I was little, thought b**hes had cooties Now that I'm grown, got a brick in her coochie Finesse the plug; I hit him with the whoop-de-whoo Finessed him right out his shoe I got some boot in my Margiela boots b**hes running ‘round my mansion in nude b**hes stick to me like Gorilla Glue Smoking on cookies did somebody poo? You n***as is s**ers; you a roody-poo YRN 2, ball alert, got the news Sipping on Actavis, like it's a brew (Aye, Boaw!) Who shot at you? Yes we can f**, is your friend f**ing too? (Ooh, Boaw!) I'm k**ing her too Plan B, you can f** her for free Make sure that sh** don't get back to wifey Skeet on her cheek, f** her one time a week Get a Plan B, ‘cause I know I was geeked f**ing this b**h, went to sleep I got to get this b**h a Plan B She f**ing that n***a, that n***a, then me I just want that mouth, ‘cause I know it's on fleek! [Hook: Quavo] I gave a b**h a Plan B (Open your mouth) ‘Cause she was my plan B (Side b**h) I got my hoe on a leash (Get over here) She a real trapper in the streets My n***as don't mean no harm, unless you come handling me (My n***as don't mean it) Cookie bag and a Percocet, that's what applied to me (I'm geeking) The dab is not a sneeze (Dab) I f** her once, then she leave (Smash) She only got her f**ing keys; I give her phone down the street