Lyrics Plug Plug Pt. 3 - Saiah Woes

Off of the perc I might pass out
Off of the perc I might throw up
I got your bitch in the trap house
I got your bitch with the plug plug
The shit on my wrist it's iced out
The shit on my wrist it's frozen up
Whole lotta racks in the penthouse
Whole lotta racks in the strip club

I woke up in a new Bugatti
Take a trip to Aviane
All black Tesla new forgiatos
Ion want no Maserati
Serving these feins every other day
I done sold out probably
Copped two tone and flood it with diamonds
These niggas gone copy
Woes and Drama in Argentina
With Liz and Christina
He wanna get rich but don't got no hustle
That boy is a dreamer
Somewhere in a mansion thumbing through racks
With a Cat named Kesha
Take off my shirt in the middle of the club
And the bitch stop breathing

Off of the perc I might pass out
Off of the perc I might throw up
I got your bitch in the trap house
I got your bitch with the plug plug
The shit on my wrist it's iced out
The shit on my wrist it's frozen up
Whole lotta racks in the penthouse
Whole lotta racks in the strip club