Damedot - PLAN B lyrics
[Damedot - PLAN B lyrics]
(Jose the Plug)
AP, Dweller, designer shoes, lil' boy
I'm a big stepper christian on me
But I'm ridin' with the devil
These hoes only gon' do what I let 'em
Ayy, McQueen, new Celine, I pop a Perc'
She pop a Plan B
Hold on, skrrt, skrrt
I pull up in that wide-body 'Cat
Steering wheel, me, bitch, give me some neck
Turn around, let a rich nigga smack
One hand on FN, one hand on her wig
We in the Hermes sto', we goin' big
If you ain't got a M, lil' nigga, you a kid
Damn near spent half of that on my kid
Tell me what they payin' for the Woo?
(What they paying?)
If her friend bad, I'ma throw up the oop
(Here)
Fentanyl, white seats in the coupe (Ice)
Outside of this bitch look like tomato soup
My bitch like Betty Boop (Betty Boop)
Bro in the cut and he ready to shoot
My ho, she exotic, my AR exotic
My weed is exotic i'm havin' my way, I'm
Ridin' with the chaos, shoot up the party
(Gotta tear this bitch up)
Got hoes like Playboi Carti
I buy a bitch a brand new body
I'll fuck a bitch and her
Friend like I'm Jeff Hardy
All these racks, hit the lottery
I showed up in Prada, she proud of me
Tax a nigga like highway robbery
(Give me that shit)
AP, Dweller, designer shoes, lil' boy
I'm a big stepper christian on me
But I'm ridin' with the devil
These hoes only gon' do what I let 'em
Ayy, McQueen, new Celine, I pop a Perc'
She pop a Plan B
AP, Dweller, designer shoes, lil' boy
I'm a big stepper christian on me
But I'm ridin' with the devil
These hoes only gon' do what I let 'em
Ayy, McQueen, new Celine, I pop a Perc'
She pop a Plan B
Hold on, skrrt, skrrt
I pull up in that wide-body 'Cat
Steering wheel, me, bitch, give me some neck
Turn around, let a rich nigga smack
One hand on FN, one hand on her wig
We in the Hermes sto', we goin' big
If you ain't got a M, lil' nigga, you a kid
Damn near spent half of that on my kid
Tell me what they payin' for the Woo?
(What they paying?)
If her friend bad, I'ma throw up the oop
(Here)
Fentanyl, white seats in the coupe (Ice)
Outside of this bitch look like tomato soup
My bitch like Betty Boop (Betty Boop)
Bro in the cut and he ready to shoot
My ho, she exotic, my AR exotic
My weed is exotic i'm havin' my way, I'm
Ridin' with the chaos, shoot up the party
(Gotta tear this bitch up)
Got hoes like Playboi Carti
I buy a bitch a brand new body
I'll fuck a bitch and her
Friend like I'm Jeff Hardy
All these racks, hit the lottery
I showed up in Prada, she proud of me
Tax a nigga like highway robbery
(Give me that shit)
AP, Dweller, designer shoes, lil' boy
I'm a big stepper christian on me
But I'm ridin' with the devil
These hoes only gon' do what I let 'em
Ayy, McQueen, new Celine, I pop a Perc'
She pop a Plan B