"PLATES" lyrics
(808 Mafia)
Had to wrap the Benzo, it's a must
I'm too for real, dog, I could never argue with the fake, huh
Hop out the spot and then peel off, we still comin' in late
Throw the diamonds on the Rollie face
I need more M's for the chase
Put some meals on you niggas plates, huh
You could always doubt, but have faith, huh
Had to wrap the Benzy, it's a must
Never talk to police in the cuffs
Niggas still made it out the dust
We can't conversate without trust
I be findin' out they want the smoke
We gon' slide on out, the pistol tote
How you climbin' up without a rope, huh?
How you clubbin', but you out here broke, huh?
This is a ten thousand dollar Rolex, uh
Blueberry on the face and bezel, had to mix the diamonds, lil' baguettes, uh
X, some molly and the hydrocodone got your baby mama not upset, uh
She was out here lookin' wet, uh
We just out here tryna flex, uh
Pistol on me to protect
Called it Patek, nigga, not Puh-tek
Had to show [?] for the sluts
Out the bottle, nigga, sippin' mud
Had your baby mama takin' drugs, huh
And you niggas knowin' when it's sus, huh
Talk a lot, but they the snakes
Get the lawnmower, fuck a Wraith, huh
Get the choppas out and let the faith come
[?] with the Bape on, yee, uh
I'm too efficient, I am a hitman, look at my wrist dance
I leveled up and I stunt on your bitch ass, look at your bitch mad, mhm
I'm too for real, dog, I could never argue with the fake, huh
Hop out the spot and then peel off, we still comin' in late
Throw the diamonds on the Rollie face
I need more M's for the chase
Put some meals on you niggas plates, huh
You could always doubt, but have faith, huh
Had to wrap the Benzy, it's a must
Never talk to police in the cuffs
Niggas still made it out the dust
We can't conversate without trust
Had to wrap the Benzo, it's a must
I'm too for real, dog, I could never argue with the fake, huh
Hop out the spot and then peel off, we still comin' in late
Throw the diamonds on the Rollie face
I need more M's for the chase
Put some meals on you niggas plates, huh
You could always doubt, but have faith, huh
Had to wrap the Benzy, it's a must
Never talk to police in the cuffs
Niggas still made it out the dust
We can't conversate without trust
I be findin' out they want the smoke
We gon' slide on out, the pistol tote
How you climbin' up without a rope, huh?
How you clubbin', but you out here broke, huh?
This is a ten thousand dollar Rolex, uh
Blueberry on the face and bezel, had to mix the diamonds, lil' baguettes, uh
X, some molly and the hydrocodone got your baby mama not upset, uh
She was out here lookin' wet, uh
We just out here tryna flex, uh
Pistol on me to protect
Called it Patek, nigga, not Puh-tek
Had to show [?] for the sluts
Out the bottle, nigga, sippin' mud
Had your baby mama takin' drugs, huh
And you niggas knowin' when it's sus, huh
Talk a lot, but they the snakes
Get the lawnmower, fuck a Wraith, huh
Get the choppas out and let the faith come
[?] with the Bape on, yee, uh
I'm too efficient, I am a hitman, look at my wrist dance
I leveled up and I stunt on your bitch ass, look at your bitch mad, mhm
I'm too for real, dog, I could never argue with the fake, huh
Hop out the spot and then peel off, we still comin' in late
Throw the diamonds on the Rollie face
I need more M's for the chase
Put some meals on you niggas plates, huh
You could always doubt, but have faith, huh
Had to wrap the Benzy, it's a must
Never talk to police in the cuffs
Niggas still made it out the dust
We can't conversate without trust
