[Intro]
(Murda on the beat, so it's not nice)
[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown]
Yeah, all these pills, I can't hear what you sayin'
Drugs, all these drugs, yeah, bitch
Goin' to the moon, beam me up, smokin' high shit
Gas, smokin' gas, that fire shit
[Chorus: Chris Brown]
I'm runnin' plays, I'm connected with the plug
Huh, olé, olé, olé, my compadre
My homies loco and they shoot you out in broad day
It ain't no easy routes 'cause we get it the hard way, yeah
[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
Olé, olé, olé, I just found out the play
Got my bitch all on his line sendin' his location
You must think you slick, huh, pull up with the stick
Revolver, hollow shells, so you won't find out who did it
Disappear like Houdini, drop the top, that's a magic trick
Three Lamborghinis, you fuck niggas on that rentin' shit
Cool as shit, through with all the foolish shit
You know got the Rugers, with the tooliеs with
Yeah, that's a .30 clip, yeah
(Murda on the beat, so it's not nice)
[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown]
Yeah, all these pills, I can't hear what you sayin'
Drugs, all these drugs, yeah, bitch
Goin' to the moon, beam me up, smokin' high shit
Gas, smokin' gas, that fire shit
[Chorus: Chris Brown]
I'm runnin' plays, I'm connected with the plug
Huh, olé, olé, olé, my compadre
My homies loco and they shoot you out in broad day
It ain't no easy routes 'cause we get it the hard way, yeah
[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
Olé, olé, olé, I just found out the play
Got my bitch all on his line sendin' his location
You must think you slick, huh, pull up with the stick
Revolver, hollow shells, so you won't find out who did it
Disappear like Houdini, drop the top, that's a magic trick
Three Lamborghinis, you fuck niggas on that rentin' shit
Cool as shit, through with all the foolish shit
You know got the Rugers, with the tooliеs with
Yeah, that's a .30 clip, yeah
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