Plan. Lyrics

Yeah I am the man, yeah I got a plan Yeah I am the man, yeah I got a plan

Yeah I got a plan Yeah I am the man, yeah I got a plan

Yeah Yeah

Bitch I am the man, bitch I got a plan I be counting on my fucking bucks, yeah

I got the bands All these bitches want me yeah

But they don't got a chance

While I do my money dance

Yeah, while I do my money dance

I be countin' bucks

I be countin' tens and twenties

Niggas is some pussies

Yeah, these niggas is some really rookies

Bully niggas out the streets

Feel like they be playin' hooky

Niggas really talkin' shit

So we had to fuckin' book em

Bitches really textin' now

But I fuckin' overlooked em

Niggas flexin' racks and chains

But my niggas really took em

Bet before I die

Imma run up like more than millions

Haters keep on talkin' shit

But these niggas is civilians

But I bet your bitch want me

Yeah, she call me big homie

All your niggas lame

Yeah, yall pussies is some lil homies

In case y'all try to run up

Bet I got that fire on me

Have your mama beggin' you

Son, please don't die on me

Yeah, please don't die on me

Yeah, please don't die on me

Please don't die on me

Please don't die on me

Please don't die on me

Die on me

All my niggas ride for me

Yeah, we startin' rivalries

They step when I step

When you talk out your neck

And that fi your chest

Your ass better wear a vest

My money stack so tall

That check I invest

You better come get your bitch

She over here gettin' lit

She flirtin' with all my niggas

Yeah, she poppin' all her shit

She poppin' for that cheese

She poppin' for that green

My niggas be chasin' bags

So come get on my team

Bitch, I'm the man

Bitch, I got a plan

I be countin' on my fuckin' bucks

Yeah, I got them bands

All these bitches want me yeah

But they don't got a chance

While I do my money dance

Yeah, while I do my money dance

I got it stackin

All your niggas past tense

And your bitches ratchet

I got fame, I got cash

Yeah, this comin' as a package

She call my name, she call me dad

Man, low key this shit sad

This nigga just hit my phone

Askin' for all his bitches back

Yo, yeah, I got a plan

And my boy, yeah, he in the mix

Ayy, yo

I got a plan, yeah