Plug Walk (Freestyle) lyrics

[Verse]
Plug Walk
You know you ain't the plug, so how you make the plug walk? (Uh)
Boy yo' plug ain't the plug if he tell you that the plug walk (Uh)
f*ck the cookies, I been smokin' on the kush, Luke Skywalk'
Yeah, two grams to the face, it'll make a n*gga sky walk
Lean like a b*tch
Choppa on my hip, I got a beam in that b*tch (Uh)
Heat you up and your team in that b*tch
Things ain't really what they seem in that b*tch (Uh)
Me and Bibby gettin' busy on like every beat
I'm like Miami, when I'm on the scene, I always keep the heat (Uh)
n*ggas must be virgins thinkin' they can f*ck with me (Uh)
Wits about me luckily, it's on me luckily (Uh)
.40 on me, like Velcro it's stuck to me (Uh)
Keep it on my hip, holst it up comfortably (Uh)
Freestyle flows, they some wannabes (Uh)
Back in yo' b*tch with the swiftness
Taylor with the sh*t, feel like swift, b*tch
Pull up on the scene rocking misfits
Ever since a kid I was a misfit
Still did my damn thing, never gave a f*ck
n*ggas talkin' stupid 'til I pull up, make 'em duck
Choppa kinda hungry, better heat him up for lunch (Hah)
Better heat him up for lunch
I'ma let it breath like a asthma attack (Uh)
Come and step to me if you gon' battle the rap (Uh)
I was on the scene with my Mac, yeah, my Mac (Uh)
Shoot 'em in his chest, now he asthma attack (Uh, uh, ayy)
Cardiac arrest like he MJ
RIP, he was the greatest, what can I say (Uh)
Ballin' on these n*ggas like MJ
You like an old play, but you been played
Outdated, all these n*ggas belated (Huh)
Belated, outdated, all these n*ggas belated (Hm)
Look, came in the game flexin' like I've been famous (Hah)
Damn right, like I've been famous
.40 on me got to shooting b*tch I been aimin'
n*ggas false claiming sh*t, b*tch, I been bangin' (Uh)
Try me if you wanna
You don't want no smoke but I want it
You don't want no smoke, don't condone it (Uh, ayy)
Pull up on the scene of my opponents
Spazz on they ass, run it like track (Uh)
sh*t so cold, run that sh*t back (Uh, uh)
Got so much drive if I crash this muhf*ckas, muhf*ckas, may just catch whiplash
Me and Westwood in the Rari
Where you at, we shootin' up yo' party
Bad b*tch and she rollin' off the Molly
Dreads on my head feel gnarly
OG in the blunt, Bob Marley
DeJ Loaf with the sh*t, don't try me
.40 stick a n*gga in his face, no IV
Smoke a n*gga like a blunt, no eye ring (Uh)
Flow go so cray
Shout out to them Pirus, flow go so bray
Pull up to the scene with my hand on my K
Shoot a n*gga in his face, f*ck you, have a nice day
Yeah, I just may hit up the ice tray
Yeah, I just may hit up go that way
Ayy, I'ma roll off like a Segway (Huh)
I'm takin' off these n*ggas in a drag race
n*ggas auto-tuning like they T-Pain
All these n*ggas workin' out, they outta shape
f*ckin' with me, cool, you gon' die today
Hell yeah, I'm gripping on my 5 today