Tony Shhnow - Don’t Look At Numbers lyrics
[Tony Shhnow - Don’t Look At Numbers lyrics]
So I am killing it plugg
I want it, I got it
My bitch from the tropics i inhale exotic
I stay with the plug
(Plugg) , don't look at numbers, I drop it
This drank in my cup, body full of narcotics
I add it up fine with no problem
I'm triple cross, X anyone for the profit
You should work for your spot
Anyone can get opted i'm true in this game
Can't nobody get swapped in (Plugg)
She said, "What's your name?"
"Where you from?" "Can I
Wear your chain?"
"Where your friends?" "Can I
Meet your gang?"
"Where your Glock?" "Can I
See your flame?"
My wrist flooded like I sell cocaine
Call me halftime, but I want the whole thing
You talk too much, I'ma let that ho bang
You don't rap well but in the court
You'll sing
I wake up and go get the brick
I wake up, go get it 'fore I go to sleep
It was some days I had nothing to eat
I got some clothes that I wore for a week
I got some hoes that weren't fucking with me
Now they wanna kick it
Come fuck with the team i'm used to it
I could sell dope and sell dreams
They say it's sewed up
But that ain't what it seems (Plugg)
I gave my all and got rich with my brothers
This Glock got her name
So I tell her I love her
I put out a single and I made a double
Turn that to a triple, I know how to hustle
I get all pounds and I'm moving with muscle
I'm flexing on niggas and
Don't move a muscle
I want it, I got it, I came from the struggle
I want it, I got it
My bitch from the tropics i inhale exotic
I stay with the plug
(Plugg) , don't look at numbers, I drop it
This drank in my cup, body full of narcotics
I add it up fine with no problem
I'm triple cross, X anyone for the profit
You should work for your spot
Anyone can get opted i'm true in this game
Can't nobody get swapped in
She said, "What's your name?"
"Where you from?" "Can I
Wear your chain?"
"Where your friends?" "Can I
Meet your gang?"
"Where your Glock?" "Can I
See your flame?"
My wrist flooded like I sell cocaine
Call me halftime, but I want the whole thing
You talk too much, I'ma let that ho bang
You don't rap well but in the court
You'll sing (Plugg)