plug call [freestyle] Songtext
von Blxckie
plug call [freestyle] Songtext
The plug keep calling saying that he got something for me and my gang
Bossing up, I went straight to the dollar from rand
International, play my shit loud in Japan
They call me Blxckie the chef
I pulled up with a whip and spatula
Arm in the pan
Said you with it, you lied, I pulled up and you ran (Swervo)
Feeling good, I took so many pictures with fans
Pull up with bros to the party, it′s heating up
Look at my wrist and it's freezing up
Game was too dirty, I came with the broom and I clean it up
Jump in the crowd and they creasing my clothes
Man, everything I do gon′ impress a bitch
Call up Lethabo to put me in rick
I'm too wavy I get on the stage, almost slip
I ain't dancing but I got my hand my-
Hip from beginning
I′m the lieutenant
Came with the paint
Changing the image
Whole different time
Whole different lineage
Designer shades
Shoutout to Vinny
Yeah, that′s bro, that's my cousin
Go against him and get punished
Came from the mo′fuckin' gutter, huh
Used to put ac′ in my tummy, huh (ahh!)
Versace frame on the side of my face
Walk in the club and these bitches they chase
Came a long way from the Shacks and the Jakes
I've been stacking the bread, it should come in a crate
My birthday everyday, happy belated
Everything litty, I stay celebrating
All of you pussy-ass niggas is lazy
I drop me a hit and go missing like Brady, haha
Bossing up, I went straight to the dollar from rand
International, play my shit loud in Japan
They call me Blxckie the chef
I pulled up with a whip and spatula
Arm in the pan
Said you with it, you lied, I pulled up and you ran (Swervo)
Feeling good, I took so many pictures with fans
Pull up with bros to the party, it′s heating up
Look at my wrist and it's freezing up
Game was too dirty, I came with the broom and I clean it up
Jump in the crowd and they creasing my clothes
Man, everything I do gon′ impress a bitch
Call up Lethabo to put me in rick
I'm too wavy I get on the stage, almost slip
I ain't dancing but I got my hand my-
Hip from beginning
I′m the lieutenant
Came with the paint
Changing the image
Whole different time
Whole different lineage
Designer shades
Shoutout to Vinny
Yeah, that′s bro, that's my cousin
Go against him and get punished
Came from the mo′fuckin' gutter, huh
Used to put ac′ in my tummy, huh (ahh!)
Versace frame on the side of my face
Walk in the club and these bitches they chase
Came a long way from the Shacks and the Jakes
I've been stacking the bread, it should come in a crate
My birthday everyday, happy belated
Everything litty, I stay celebrating
All of you pussy-ass niggas is lazy
I drop me a hit and go missing like Brady, haha
Writer(s): Sihle Sithole, Lesego Justin Matjele Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com