[Intro]
(Legend made another one)
[Chorus]
Bitches, you can't accept that I'm a dog then you can fall back
I really get money and tote guns, yeah, I'm with all that
That's a ghost gun, lil' nigga, that shit gon' jam
F&N bullets for niggas thinkin' they Macho Man
Bitches, you can't accept that I'm a dog then you can fall back
I really get money and tote guns, yeah, I'm with all that
That's a ghost gun, lil' nigga, that shit gon' jam
F&N bullets for niggas thinkin' they Macho Man
[Verse 1]
F&N bullets for niggas thinkin' they Macho Man
I always keep some shells with beef, I'm the taco man
Bitch, stop postin' opps on my news feed, that is not your mans
I only like Glocks and guns that is not gon' jam
Every day I wake up and get some money, I ain't got no plan
All these niggas wanna be the GOAT, I'm somethin' like a ram
I don't complain to my jeweler 'cause all my diamonds dancin'
I don't care about no gender, bitch, get whacked and call it a crime of passion
If you see a janky nigga with me, that's just my assassin
Nigga thought he was gon' get up on the Plug, I wasn't havin' it
Don't ask me what's them knots in my pocket, that's just racks and shit
You know the Plug ain't shit, I'm a dog, I'm tryna get the racks and dip
In middle school, all I wanted was bread and a bag of chips
Bitch gave me all of her money, not half of it
Your whip ain't even got AC and you mad you in it
Everytime I mix match designer, it's a fashion statement, the Plug
(Legend made another one)
[Chorus]
Bitches, you can't accept that I'm a dog then you can fall back
I really get money and tote guns, yeah, I'm with all that
That's a ghost gun, lil' nigga, that shit gon' jam
F&N bullets for niggas thinkin' they Macho Man
Bitches, you can't accept that I'm a dog then you can fall back
I really get money and tote guns, yeah, I'm with all that
That's a ghost gun, lil' nigga, that shit gon' jam
F&N bullets for niggas thinkin' they Macho Man
[Verse 1]
F&N bullets for niggas thinkin' they Macho Man
I always keep some shells with beef, I'm the taco man
Bitch, stop postin' opps on my news feed, that is not your mans
I only like Glocks and guns that is not gon' jam
Every day I wake up and get some money, I ain't got no plan
All these niggas wanna be the GOAT, I'm somethin' like a ram
I don't complain to my jeweler 'cause all my diamonds dancin'
I don't care about no gender, bitch, get whacked and call it a crime of passion
If you see a janky nigga with me, that's just my assassin
Nigga thought he was gon' get up on the Plug, I wasn't havin' it
Don't ask me what's them knots in my pocket, that's just racks and shit
You know the Plug ain't shit, I'm a dog, I'm tryna get the racks and dip
In middle school, all I wanted was bread and a bag of chips
Bitch gave me all of her money, not half of it
Your whip ain't even got AC and you mad you in it
Everytime I mix match designer, it's a fashion statement, the Plug
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