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K-Trap | Paper Plans (Intro) [Music Video]: #SBTV10 (4K)
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[Verse 1]
Every day I got paper plans
Every day I got paper plans (Course I do)
Tell me a day I ain't weighing grams (Tell me when)
Turn this 4 into 9
I'll be pissed if I break this hand (Pissed)
I see bro get a hammer and chisel (Chisel)
All just to break this slab (Bruck it)
Two bricks of the am' just stinking
It's kinda awks if I take this cab (Awkward)
Drop a half and a 9 to Misch (Mash)
AB wants a thousand grams (Abz)
(A thousand grams)
Phone up the workers and round up cash (Ring)
Step in the kitchen, box of the madge (Madge)
Just looking like powdered yam
I just sent out a thousand texts
I might end up with a blocked sim (Sim)
I was sitting on the dock, two hands on my lap
Yeah, the Trident had me boxed in (Fuck!)
Tell me if you think you could sit in my seat
Hear "Fourteen to life" and not sing (Don't think you could)
Yeah, I said fourteen to life and not sing (No)
I see bro get his timepiece bussdown (Bussdown)
Big face with a hella rocks in (Rocks)
Hit the town with the straightest drop (Drop)
Why you think that hella shots ring? (Ring)
If Chase pulls up in the S
Leathers all red, bet your bitch hops in (Bet she hops in)
(Bet your bitch hops in)
Yeah, I bet that your bitch hops in (Damn right)
All this weight that I move
And I still need to jump in the gym (Gym)
Spot a opp, I'll jump out the ride (Ride)
And let the 4 corn run with the wind (Bow!)
A man stole that word that was mine (Mine)
But I let the man run with the ting (Frauds)
All my **** does is boxes (Boxes)
And he ain't never jumped in a ring
You ain't never been in a nasty bando
And thought you'd be better with a 9 to 5 (Fuck!)
You ain't ever boshed the hell out the pack
And still sold that 9 for 5 (Flied it)
You ain't ever got a phone call 'bout a drop
And said nah you ain't got time for the hype (Nah!)
But twenty minutes later find yourself outside
With a big .44 in the ride (Bow!)
I ain't gotta talk too much
When it's time I'll get them punks (Get them punks)
Tell Screwz bring 25 shots (Shots)
These shots won't get you drunk (No they won't)
Fifth corn's too dangerous
They don't pierce, just taking chunks (Chunks)
Hit a boy up and forget it (Forget it)
Next day I'll take bae for lunch (What happened!?)
Out here every day, this shit's gotta pay (Pay)
'Member that day, caught a chase from the gunboy
They're pissed that Misch got away (Misch Mash)
On the phone to Skeng every night
Three years that bro's been away (Free him up, free him up!)
When he's home, he's back, he just wants a new wap
And an all-gold 18k (Flexing)
[Verse 2]
I'm in Harvey Nichs, then we get the Dsquared2
Then a 34 or 6 (Let me get them)
I'm on the phone to the plug
And he's talking 'bout 34 for a 36 (He needs to cut it)
I got a whole load of dinners and orders
This week alone I done thirty whips (Thirty whips!)
Just imagine if all of my bros had .30 clips (Mazza)
I just got me a half of B (B)
Now I'm tryna find where I can lock this (Where?)
Fling it in a bowl
I need a whole load of ice just to lock this (Lock this!)
In the trap putting bags in boxes (Boxes)
Tryna help bro bag these boxes (Squares)
A boy tried take bro for a joke (How?)
Till he got mad then cocked it (Bow!)
I was on bail tryna make it all
Till I got locked up and lost it (Fuck!)
Two drills and they're both intense (Intense)
I'm surprised me and bro never lost it (Mad)
A boy pissed that we won that one (One)
Know they thought me and bro woulda lost it (Thank God we didn't)
But I do it for my guys that took it to trial to fight and lost it (Free em' up!)
(Took it to trial and lost it)
Written by: Devonte Perkins
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