Plain Jane Lyrics
- Genre:Pop
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
My bro got the plane jain Cartier
In big GLE doin the dash
My bro dropped a four of the wock
I just pray that I hope he don't crash
I just got back to LA
My bitch keep textin' me mad
I'm in that motherfuckin' lamb chop
This shit got the digital dash
My bro got the plane jain Cartier
In big GLE doin the dash
My bro dropped a four of the wock
I just pray that I hope he don't crash
I just got back to LA
My bitch keep textin' me mad
I'm in that motherfuckin' lamb chop
This shit got the digital dash
My nigga, you breakin' the code
Put a bitch right over your man's
You know I stay fly like a bird
So my desert eagle is tan
They wanna ride all in the Sprinter
But who was there back in the van
I remember these bitches that curved me
Now I'll send a bitch back to her man
My niggas, yeah, we wit whatever
Yeah, you only tough on the gram
My girl, she should be vogue
I heard that you fuckin' your fans
I hit the hoe right from behind
She said that you wasn't her man
This za got me so damn high
I don't know when I'm goin' to land
My bro got the plane jain Cartier
In big GLE doin the dash
My bro dropped a four of the wock
I just pray that I hope he don't crash
I just got back to LA
My bitch keep textin' me mad
I'm in that motherfuckin' lamb chop
This shit got the digital dash
My bro got the plane jain Cartier
In big GLE doin the dash
My bro dropped a four of the wock
I just pray that I hope he don't crash
I just got back to LA
My bitch keep textin' me mad
I'm in that motherfuckin' lamb chop
This shit got the digital dash