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(album: Sorry For The Get Off - 2019)

Jose the Plug

Team walked in, we poured up
Tell the lil' bitch hold up
From the wrist, from the neck, I glowed up
Lil' bitch ask why I'm frozed up

Just dropped a whole pint in the lean
That's four, eight, twelve, sixteen
Everybody ball hard on my team
Pop a nigga then flee the scene
Woo, I swear I could've went to the league
But I saw the triple beam
Swear a nigga had a dream
Like Martin Luther King
Man, got pills, got pounds, got lean
Got hoes, got hookah, Henny
New plug from the Medellin
You don't even know what that mean
Pull off in a need for speed
Lil' bitch look blackanese
She match my fly, I match her fly
Supreme, Amiri jeans, ayy

Damn, Jose cooked the beat, what's the hold up?
Roll up, bitch
I'm tryna pour this drink, bitch, hold up
I got an eight of clean, that's a coma
Beno cook it for me, nigga, sure 'nough, uh

Woo, I moonwalk on the work like Jackson
Newbies, the part y'all trap in
On the road, you know I attack it
If it's on the floor, I grab it
My dawg in there cooking up a Patek
Hundred straps stashed in the attic

Fuck with the blow, I blew up
Shit so strong, he threw up
Brand new spot, got two of 'em
And we just ran through a few of 'em, ayy

Just dropped a whole pint in the lean
That's four, eight, twelve, sixteen
Everybody ball hard on my team
Pop a nigga then flee the scene
Woo, I swear I could've went to the league
But I saw the triple beam
Swear a nigga had a dream
Like Martin Luther King
Man, got pills, got pounds, got lean
Got hoes, got hookah, Henny
New plug from the Medellin
You don't even know what that mean
Pull off in a need for speed
Lil' bitch look blackanese
She match my fly, I match her fly
Supreme, Amiri jeans, ayy

If she ain't about cake, I'm straight
If they don't break bread, they fake
Ice look wetter than a lake
You make more cake out of state

It was on the plate, I scraped
I go gorilla off Bape
I fuck first night, I don't date
John Madden, I call a play (Bitch)
Shit, fuck around, I press play
I can get the beans out of state
I ain't gotta show my face
I drop two Perks in the drank
She took two Perks to the face

I want the Wraith with the stars like space
I just paid four-eighty for an eight

Just dropped a whole pint in the lean
That's four, eight, twelve, sixteen
Everybody ball hard on my team
Pop a nigga then flee the scene
Woo, I swear I could've went to the league
But I saw the triple beam
Swear a nigga had a dream
Like Martin Luther King
Man, got pills, got pounds, got lean
Got hoes, got hookah, Henny
New plug from the Medellin
You don't even know what that mean
Pull off in a need for speed
Lil' bitch look blackanese
She match my fly, I match her fly
Supreme, Amiri jeans, ayy