Plans For You ft. A Million Grams Lyrics

When you the nigga with the bag, it's gon' fall on you

Pape good, if she need it, I'll shoot it to her

You gotta stay the course, even when it's falling through

And I don't know you in real life, bitch, I follow you

How you say you run the game? Y'all not even in it

Tired of hearing tall tales coming from some midgets

I'm the first here of my kind, call me Ruby Bridges

Take it easy, lil' baby, cause I'm not forgiving

Girl what's up, you know we up

Catch me in action, ridin' in the back, this ain't Tonka truck

That nigga, he not with us

Not in they weight class they can't box with us

Drop back like Andrew Luck

She brought two friends, brought my mans with us

That money keep addin' up

Fuckin' on camera fa show, she bad enough

I think she had enough

Ridin', ridin' with it, off safety

Never let a broke bitch play me

Them lil bands nothing, I make that daily

Yeah

Plane took off, girl, land with me

Said she wanna start a family

But whatever you do, no playin' with me

Need you to take over the wheel

Ooh

We ain't worried about tomorrow

I'll blow it all tonight

Headed to that paper, I'm in a rush

Shorty thick as fuck, caught her on her way to lunch

Popped out, grabbed the IG, then hopped right back in the truck

Usually do the plain, but today I did the bust

Paparazzi takin' pictures, every time they see me with her

It be hard not to miss her when the Rollie full of glitter

I can make it wet, bitches think I'm twister

Shootin' star in the pinkie, lookin' like Big Dipper

Ayy

All in my DMs, you know I'm him

I be in and out of town, but tonight I'm in the VIP

It's Shorty and her friends, they just pulled up in the lift

You know I'm in the drop, but got enough room for your bitch

Ooh

Ayy

Close the curtain for some privacy

Ayy

Close your eyes, we at the hideaway

Ayy

All about the money like the stock exchange

Whatever's understood ain't gotta be explained