Lyrics PLAN B - ripDracø feat. omgoctober

Nigga I cum in yo bitch, then I pass her a Plan B
Nigga you broke as fuck, yo car on E, why you comin at me
I'm from California, I come with the heat
I got yo bitch in the backseat
Gotta pay me 10k for a feat, I ain't doing that shit for the free
Broke ass nigga, fuck out of my way
I got my gun, I'm tryna spray
To yo god you better pray
Fore I end your life today
I treat your bitch right, give her a boquet
I'm going insane, my name Ye
Honestly, nevermind, fuck that bitch, like my name Drake bitch
Nigga I cum in yo bitch, then I pass her a Plan B
Nigga you broke as fuck, yo car on E, why you comin at me
I'm from California, I come with the heat
I got yo bitch in the backseat
Gotta pay me 10k for a feat, I ain't doing that shit for the free
Broke ass nigga, fuck out of my way
I got my gun, I'm tryna spray
To yo god you better pray
Fore I end your life today
I treat your bitch right, give her a boquet
I'm going insane, my name Ye
Honestly, nevermind, fuck that bitch, like my name Drake bitch (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Brodie's gonna spin the block with the Plan B

Yeah, Draco so mean he gon let that choppa spray (boom boom)
What you gonna do when that choppa aims at you?
Don't even try to pray, god won't even save you (save you)
yuh yuh, yuh yuh, yuh yuh, yuh yuh
Choppa gonna bring the heat, yo it's Draco with the beat
God won't even save you, fuck whoever made you
God won't even save you, oh he saved you
Oh he saved you
Oh he saved you?
Call me Michael Jackson, way I moonwalk on this beat
I think her name was Billie Jean I don't remember fucking names
Fuck your boyfriend, he a lame
What you gonna do when this choppa hit your brain
Yeah six feet under, now you're dead
Ain't telling shit, you a fuckin fed
Smoking that gunja now I'm high
Bitch texting me yeah I'm fly
Like a butterfly, yeah I glide
(Yeah I fucking glide)
Yeah I fucking glide