The Plan Yung Bleu

[Verse 1]
Hundred bands, now you heard 'bout a nigga
Get these rackades, no time to be worried 'bout a nigga
When it's beef time, pull up on the curb with my nigga
Want revenge for my homie, now you buried 'bout a nigga
I ain't sparing no drama, just pull up with the gang
Make it bang bang, put you in that thing, make it rain
Rollie plain jane, bust down, when we touch down
It's a touchdown, diamonds on me, look at us now
Mama told me it would be like this
New crib, new whip, now these bitches on my dick
Yeah nigga, that's the plan, that's the plan
I'm the man, I'm the man
Mama told me it would be like this
New crib, new whip, now these bitches on my dick

[Chorus]
New cars, new clothes, I'm gettin' money
New hoes, new Rolls, you hoes can't get nothin'
And that's the plan, that's the plan
And that's the plan, that's the plan
That's the plan, that's the plan
Uh, mama told me it would be like this
Mama told me it would be like this
Now I got new money, all these bitches on my dick