The Big Plan ft. D4 Lyrics

Time to pick the dotty or the shooter

Like Tally Said, don't turn to Meduza, Last past years was all about shotties and

Spinneys but, I ain't no shooter, that's rap cap But I'm a trapper, slasher, double tapper

I'm also a rapper in the North East, don't need no Charlie sloth to take the piss, we do Them trips and tricks.

If you're playing with fire then you're gonna get burned.

Flip the table, the tables have turned Out on the graft with the boys in the whip

Check my coins, them P's get earned Like Meekz said, stack rubber bands.

Fly to neverland, I'm a Peter Pan Half these guys don't understand doing this rap shit so I can expand

Yeah, expand, that's ma plan

I'm a half grown man, don't need my mum to hold ma own hand

Putting North East on the map, that's ma plan I don't need no backup plan

Cause the life we live is fucking mad Yeah, we got big gangs, we got big plans

Yeah, got a big expanded plan

Can't wait to see them rats hang

Reminiscing days when I was out on the road Backing out metal like a fucking scrap Man

Had boys out on them ropes Them guys, yeah, couldn't stop on my toes

I don't need a hundred man by my side Trust me bro, I can do it on my own this is the life That I fucking chose, Don't diss me when you can't come close

Doing this rap shit cause a can, All for the rubber bands

Remember when the boys got put inside a van

Doing this music to make the fam proud, doing this to rep my hometown You all know I Don't fuck around

T one, X, D four, that's one of them tunes I'll be playing down the backroads

Never made a graft, off Vodafone

Tryna make it in this rap game, gonna explode like coke with Mentos

If another man talks on my name Trust me, I'm gonna go fucking mental

If your boys don't have your back Then tell me what your fucking boy's for

If my enemies want to hope their not home, cause we're coming straight through your Front door

Nobody's gonna be like me Or D four, Ripping up this mic like a two-stroke Yeah, you Know How the game goes

When I fly this ting down the back streets I'm coming in the game real nasty

Fed's can't ever catch me

No, the opps can't catch me, I don't know why they try

If you touch one of mine, Then it's gonna be a eye for a fucking eye

We'll have four man up in a ride, Going out on a fucking glide

Should think twice, Before you touch my ride

Or I'll die for my bro's for life