"plus 2" lyrics
Fuck, fuck, fuck
Ayy, watch out, ayy, watch out, ayy, watch out
Back of the mini store with all my guns
Smoke this bitch out, treat this bitch like a trap
Fuck, fuck, fuck, come on man
Drive dumb crazy, come off the road
Bitch want me, she don't got goals
Spooked behind the wheel, he ain't did this before
Spooked doing the drill, he ain't did this before
If I miss a meal then I better not roll
Brinks truck, we start to hit it for loads
Nigga spooked, I told him give me his pole
Fronting the racks, I knew they was ho's
Snatch out, no traction, I'm playing with the drive mode
Nigga be capping, fuck nigga lying for
Splat a nigga brains in the street, leave him mind blown
You gon' be embarrassed, I'ma flip it in public
Leave the BnB smoked out, leave it ugly
Airplanes searched, I travel on buses
Nigga get perc and think he get muscles
After I fuck, I find out that she ugly
He got hella guns, he think he untouchable
Spooked, so he kept his porch light on
And he got a doorbell Ring camera
Christmas decorate your house with the blammer
I be driving like I got temper tantrum
Nigga fill you with the clip, you tempt him
You spooked, you ain't got no step on symptoms
Green box, I'ma stay high
Green box, that's a high guy
Amped up, he's a hype guy
In the section, make you pipe down
Ain't nobody out, it's a ghost town
Nigga get a smoke, and he post it online
Little ass room, two hundred people in it
Hit the V after the show, we gon' tear out
Never seen my gun before, this is a rare one
I tell a nigga walk down, I double dare you
I shot my fye too many times, another barrel
Jump out, black pants, check my apparel
Old ass weed, it's at the bottom of the barrel
Heavy ass handgun fall down my pant leg
Big ass drip you be wearin' yo' pant leg
Told the ho with SHEIN drip, she ain't got no drip on
Bitch you gotta wear sum' tight 'round here
If we get into a fight, I'ma bite off your ear
I be stealing lighters, come home with ten of 'em
Real gunman, I can shoot and switch arm
The way a nigga get this loot, I been born
I was smoking, you was watching Ant Farm
My life a movie, nigga need some popcorn
Broke the gate, 'cause it had a lock on
Bitch think she loyal, 'cause she stopped going
Knew you were like that, I'm already knowing
Soon as I let off first shot, I'm enjoying
I don't give a fuck 'bout Goxan, I got Dowin
I knew you feel the recoil, this bitch blowin'
Check the pack, I know your package wasn't that
I try to tell the folk they be in luck
Fuck, fuck, fuck
Ayy, watch out, ayy, watch out
Ayy, watch out, ayy, watch out, ayy, watch out
Back of the mini store with all my guns
Smoke this bitch out, treat this bitch like a trap
Fuck, fuck, fuck, come on man
Drive dumb crazy, come off the road
Bitch want me, she don't got goals
Spooked behind the wheel, he ain't did this before
Spooked doing the drill, he ain't did this before
If I miss a meal then I better not roll
Brinks truck, we start to hit it for loads
Nigga spooked, I told him give me his pole
Fronting the racks, I knew they was ho's
Snatch out, no traction, I'm playing with the drive mode
Nigga be capping, fuck nigga lying for
Splat a nigga brains in the street, leave him mind blown
You gon' be embarrassed, I'ma flip it in public
Leave the BnB smoked out, leave it ugly
Airplanes searched, I travel on buses
Nigga get perc and think he get muscles
After I fuck, I find out that she ugly
He got hella guns, he think he untouchable
Spooked, so he kept his porch light on
And he got a doorbell Ring camera
Christmas decorate your house with the blammer
I be driving like I got temper tantrum
Nigga fill you with the clip, you tempt him
You spooked, you ain't got no step on symptoms
Green box, I'ma stay high
Green box, that's a high guy
Amped up, he's a hype guy
In the section, make you pipe down
Ain't nobody out, it's a ghost town
Nigga get a smoke, and he post it online
Little ass room, two hundred people in it
Hit the V after the show, we gon' tear out
Never seen my gun before, this is a rare one
I tell a nigga walk down, I double dare you
I shot my fye too many times, another barrel
Jump out, black pants, check my apparel
Old ass weed, it's at the bottom of the barrel
Heavy ass handgun fall down my pant leg
Big ass drip you be wearin' yo' pant leg
Told the ho with SHEIN drip, she ain't got no drip on
Bitch you gotta wear sum' tight 'round here
If we get into a fight, I'ma bite off your ear
I be stealing lighters, come home with ten of 'em
Real gunman, I can shoot and switch arm
The way a nigga get this loot, I been born
I was smoking, you was watching Ant Farm
My life a movie, nigga need some popcorn
Broke the gate, 'cause it had a lock on
Bitch think she loyal, 'cause she stopped going
Knew you were like that, I'm already knowing
Soon as I let off first shot, I'm enjoying
I don't give a fuck 'bout Goxan, I got Dowin
I knew you feel the recoil, this bitch blowin'
Check the pack, I know your package wasn't that
I try to tell the folk they be in luck
Fuck, fuck, fuck
Ayy, watch out, ayy, watch out
