Burna Bandz - Plottin on Who lyrics

Yeah, uh lil nigga he don't even
Know what came through
Feds trynna find a cruiser, blues clues
He got that bag,  he ain't know what to do
Broke ass nigga, should've stayed in school
My niggas savage whole lotta loose screws
Young nigga winning, still got a lot to lose
Fif got kicked in the sand like boom
V12 engine it sound like zoom
She a butterfly still in the cocoon
Showed her how to boss up, get to this loot
Niggas stay plottin, nigga plottin on who?
Kill yourself that's what he ought to do
Go get a bag what he ought to do
Married this money like bride and groom
Might start tripping when I get in that mood
New Glocks but it ain't nun new (new Glocks)

Ooh, fuck around imma shoot
Big slime like a nigga dripping in goo
She gon pull up to the spot like mister loo
Married to the money like yeah i do
Compact glizzy inside the goose
I got that wass i got that jewels
Vvs diamonds they light up the room

Started from a penny the harder way
Dirt nigga ran it up all the way
Free yb cro caught a case
We gon see better days thats on everything
She gave me top she blew my mind
Fuck that hoe no we can't wine and dine
Crodie my backbone like my spine
Get a faceshot now they left it right
(they ain't gon fight)
Remember money was tight
? baby i was eating in
The kitchen with the mice
In the field take a risk nigga i
Ain't scared to roll the rice
He took a loss wit the cash now
He wishes he could rewind yeah (fucked up)

Uh lil nigga he don't even
Know what came through
Feds trynna find a cruiser, blues clues
He got that bag, he ain't know what to do
Broke ass nigga, shouldve stayed in school
My niggas savage whole lotta loose screws
Young nigga winning, still got a lot to lose
Fif got kicked in the sand like boom
V12 engine it sound like zoom
She a butterfly still in the cocoon
Showed her how to boss up, get to this loot
Niggas stay plottin, nigga plottin on who?
Kill yourself that's what he ought to do
Go get a bag what he ought to do
Married this money like bride and groom
Might start tripping when I get in that mood
New Glocks but it ain't nun new (new Glocks)

Bro on the block with the submachine
Wrap the plug up like christmas eve
Whiz it up pile it up 8 mcgee
Lil nigga what would he do with a key
I had to go get it nigga ain't shit free
Why you think im up late get no sleep?
Bitch said she wanna blow me like the breeze
She love how im so fresh and so clean
Lil mama look good in celene
Bro got a trap phone it's supreme
My shooter see him in yo dreams
Your bitch she a freak off the bean
Go head lil hoe do the team
I pour me a 4 in da lean
Then I spazz out on the beat
Get a split and then break him a piece
You been stank like someone cut the cheese
Shit get hot like a 100 degrees
In my city you better keep the heat

Ooh, yeah lil nigga he don't even
Know what came through
Feds trynna find a cruiser, blues clues
He got that bag, he ain't know what to do
Broke ass nigga, shouldve stayed in school
My niggas savage whole lotta loose screws
Young nigga winning, still got a lot to lose
Fif got kicked in the sand like boom
V12 engine it sound like zoom
She a butterfly still in the cocoon
Showed her how to boss up, get to this loot
Niggas stay plottin, nigga plottin on who?
Kill yourself that's what he ought to do
Go get a bag what he ought to do
Married this money like bride and groom
Might start tripping when I get in that mood
New Glocks but it ain't nun new (new Glocks)