"white van" lyrics

Bitch (Plugg)
Ahahahaha, hahahaha
Yo, yo, yo

You never seen my face, get out the V, I'm dumpin'
I ain't tryna pay for that date, I run out
Pussy got a frown on his face when my gun out
Never seen you shoot one time, shoot a hundred shots
Smoke the blunt down to the ground, I don't put it out
Seven feet, but you got the heart of a little guy
Runnin' down the street to the park, they finna fight

Yeah, yeah

They ain't wanna pull up to the paint, I play foul
Nigga too trench, got guns in the steak house
I got the kind of guns you want when you grow up
In the spot, your hoe suckin' dick 'til she throw up
Run into me scared, but online, he gon' go up
If a nigga got a high temp', shoot his fro up
Nigga tryna claim he a pimp, got no hoes
Gotta see this shit with my own eyes, GoPro
Everytime a nigga tell a lie, he gon' grow nose
Everytime a nigga come around, you got no dough
Run into a opp, they better get the po-po
Pick a nigga' lock, we comin' out with your clothes
Dope in my sock, I don't even think twelve know
Weed in my sock, I don't even think twelve know

Hahaha, bitch

Lookin' at a fine shit' face, it's scrumptious
Nigga got a bounty, it's a eighth on his pumpkin
I ain't gotta ride, find a way to the country
Bring 'em on a heist, his heart's beat pumpin'
Gen5 with a flash light, you see nothin'
Break in your shit, I'm climbin' out with somethin'

You never seen my face, get out the V, I'm dumpin'
I ain't tryna pay for that date, I run out
Pussy got a frown on his face when my gun out
Never seen you shoot one time, shoot a hundred shots
Smoke the blunt down to the ground, I don't put it out
Seven feet, but you got the heart of a little guy
Runnin' down the street to the park, they finna fight

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Bitch)