"Well Connected" lyrics
(feat. Jose The Plug)
Tapped in with the slums
I'm well connected
You lookin at the plug
I'm well connected
These streets here pay me
I'm well connected
Bitch call talking crazy
I disconnected
Tell young nigha hit me up
Come get connected
Boy lookin unplugged
He disconnected
If ballin hard was a crime
They should arrest me
Dawg hit my line
Now he connected
R.G.S F.G
Bitch, I'm well connected
Went got me the guccis
Yeah the one that got the Color feathers
Woochis on the challenger
You know I had to over kill em
Lookin at a rich nigga
When I'm lookin in the mirror
Fendi on my bag
Red bottoms on my bitch, she trippin
My bitch got all kind of flavor
Sometimes I think my bitch pimpin
Louie luggage When I'm trippin
I just punched the island vacay
Go with me that Audi i8
Riding with my liscenced ak
Kickin off the flip flops
Soon as I hop off the boatin docks
This activist
She know its drop
I pou'd up
In a soda pop
Bitch I can't dance
But I bet I get this dope to lock
I got junkies
Knoddin out
We smoke gelato
Out the ounce
Burnin rubber
All that summer
Think I need Some tires now
To her I'm like a hunnid thou'
She threw the pussy
In and outs
Act like they ain't want me then
I bet them bitches want me now
Hoes for hire
Damn on fire
Tell them bitches
Blow me down
Tapped in with the slums
I'm well connected
You lookin at the plug
I'm well connected
These streets here pay me
I'm well connected
Bitch call talking crazy
I disconnected
Tell young nigga hit me up
Come get connected
Boy lookin unplugged
He disconnected
If ballin hard was a crime
They should arrest me
Dawg hit my line
Now he connected
[?] feeling me
Yo bitch feel on me
Tapped in like the Iphone 7
Fresher than a reverend
Imma charge you
To be in my presence
Bone compressin
That lil ounce you bought
I bought that for my session
[?] in my section
Add yo bitch to my collection
Well connected
R.G.S R.D. P.G.K
Well respected
Quick to pull up
No second guessin
Hit a knuckle sandwich
Or the smith and wesson
Diamonds flash
Like thunderstruck him
Hands on with it
If I don't trusst him
They hatin
Fuckem
Dame come shootin
I'm shootin too
Like C.J McCollum
Plug Talk
Make the work stretch
Got extension cords
With a few options
No news droppin
New shit locking
Fuck around
Have ya whole crew shoppin
New bitch poppin
No clique hoppin
New pitch
And cool shit droppin
41-2
Ain't no tick tockin
3-D version
Got ya bitch watching
New connect
Make ms off the meth
He givin ps away
If ballin was a crime
They locking the game
And throwin the keys away
Lowkey rob the easy way
Don't smoke no blunt
Or square no lames
Get connected
Bad ties in the trap
Ain't no more running game
Tapped in with the slums
I'm well connected
You lookin at the plug
I'm well connected
These streets here pay me
I'm well connected
Bitch call talking crazy
I disconnected
Tell young nigha hit me up
Come get connected
Boy lookin unplugged
He disconnected
If ballin hard was a crime
They should arrest me
Dawg hit my line
Now he connected
I'm well connected
You lookin at the plug
I'm well connected
These streets here pay me
I'm well connected
Bitch call talking crazy
I disconnected
Tell young nigha hit me up
Come get connected
Boy lookin unplugged
He disconnected
If ballin hard was a crime
They should arrest me
Dawg hit my line
Now he connected
R.G.S F.G
Bitch, I'm well connected
Went got me the guccis
Yeah the one that got the Color feathers
Woochis on the challenger
You know I had to over kill em
Lookin at a rich nigga
When I'm lookin in the mirror
Fendi on my bag
Red bottoms on my bitch, she trippin
My bitch got all kind of flavor
Sometimes I think my bitch pimpin
Louie luggage When I'm trippin
I just punched the island vacay
Go with me that Audi i8
Riding with my liscenced ak
Kickin off the flip flops
Soon as I hop off the boatin docks
This activist
She know its drop
I pou'd up
In a soda pop
Bitch I can't dance
But I bet I get this dope to lock
I got junkies
Knoddin out
We smoke gelato
Out the ounce
Burnin rubber
All that summer
Think I need Some tires now
To her I'm like a hunnid thou'
She threw the pussy
In and outs
Act like they ain't want me then
I bet them bitches want me now
Hoes for hire
Damn on fire
Tell them bitches
Blow me down
Tapped in with the slums
I'm well connected
You lookin at the plug
I'm well connected
These streets here pay me
I'm well connected
Bitch call talking crazy
I disconnected
Tell young nigga hit me up
Come get connected
Boy lookin unplugged
He disconnected
If ballin hard was a crime
They should arrest me
Dawg hit my line
Now he connected
[?] feeling me
Yo bitch feel on me
Tapped in like the Iphone 7
Fresher than a reverend
Imma charge you
To be in my presence
Bone compressin
That lil ounce you bought
I bought that for my session
[?] in my section
Add yo bitch to my collection
Well connected
R.G.S R.D. P.G.K
Well respected
Quick to pull up
No second guessin
Hit a knuckle sandwich
Or the smith and wesson
Diamonds flash
Like thunderstruck him
Hands on with it
If I don't trusst him
They hatin
Fuckem
Dame come shootin
I'm shootin too
Like C.J McCollum
Plug Talk
Make the work stretch
Got extension cords
With a few options
No news droppin
New shit locking
Fuck around
Have ya whole crew shoppin
New bitch poppin
No clique hoppin
New pitch
And cool shit droppin
41-2
Ain't no tick tockin
3-D version
Got ya bitch watching
New connect
Make ms off the meth
He givin ps away
If ballin was a crime
They locking the game
And throwin the keys away
Lowkey rob the easy way
Don't smoke no blunt
Or square no lames
Get connected
Bad ties in the trap
Ain't no more running game
Tapped in with the slums
I'm well connected
You lookin at the plug
I'm well connected
These streets here pay me
I'm well connected
Bitch call talking crazy
I disconnected
Tell young nigha hit me up
Come get connected
Boy lookin unplugged
He disconnected
If ballin hard was a crime
They should arrest me
Dawg hit my line
Now he connected
