paroles de chanson Long Live The Plug - Rey Morado

Spun wicker
Fuck it I ran through my Runtz quicker
I ain't finna pass this you blunt nigga
You would figure this shit on the run
One time for the smokers up in the back
Right now, I'm too geeked, he can't interact
Shit really, speaking to big a task
She want my pecans, I meant pecans
Shit tomato, tomato I kick the can
This niggas don't know me, no kissing hands
If you ain't dick riding, they think its disrespect
One shot, nigga I won't miss the neck
Nosferatu, Chomp on pin precision peck,
Fangs dirty, damn, blood dripping, fresh
Ain't seen a dentist yet, hang time brazy
Vision intercept, I got a giants step
High metabolism, bitch I'm still hungry
I don't trust a nigga, think they gone steal from me
I'ma small circle member, real mummy
Stay wit wraps, niggas a probably kill for me
Fuck a dap, bruh just keep it real homie
Why you capping on yo deal, nigga whats the deal shit
I need hell a bills flowing, got some bills loading, please wish me luck
I ain't these niggas, I ain't Christopher
Ain't no 3.5 for no fifty bucks
Niggas taking breaks, niggas missing much
Got my mission still, got my business up

Got my vision peeled, my prescription filled
God bless and long live the plug
Fuck 12, both fingers up
Real niggas they gone christen us
Better pray when you see us round
Come in that bitch like where the crown
Now who the fuck gone wear the crown
Futile, cut down, tear the town

Universe got me in sound mind
Y'all outta pocket and outta bounds
I been moving, Mr. Autobahn
I pen a classic at the speed of sound
Niggas plastic melt, when touch the ground
It's too hot in this muhfucka
So we work til we outta this muhfucka
Once I decided, I knew you couldn't commit
Now watch the future get cruel as it get
I carry the weight, I rupture my disc nigga
I'm fly in the sky, I got that chronicle pack off my plug
I'm like this nigga here, that's why I fuck with this nigga
I am the MVP
Got no time for the tea time, fuck the gossip, shit I rather slang BBC
Bitch I'm Presidential, DC
That was born in the darkness
I spark my blunt, then I crop it out
Way too high for whatever they be talking bout
Long live the plug

My prescription filled
God bless and long live the plug
Fuck 12, both fingers up
Real niggas they gone christen us
Better pray when you see us round
Come in that bitch like where the crown
Now who the fuck gone wear the crown
Now who the fuck, now who the fuck