Letter to My Plugg Lyrics

I can't go back to the house

Looking like this

Tuck in my stick

I can't go back to my house

Smelling like this

The weed that I dipped

Into my wrist

Wrist, can I trip

Gas off the flick

Never can hit off the thing without tip

Raw

See

Saw

How sad we all sit

We was just kids

Now we is rich

People give us shit

Pocket hit

They miss cause we always

Lyft

Waze

Duck past those sirens

Cuz Cobb coun' don't play

Cobb coun' don't play

Letter to my plug

Thank you for the love

For adding to the dub

For never moving up

Without checking up

Never re-ing up

Without checking stock

Never moving off

Without lending Glock

Close eyes and see those days

When we would drive over to yo place

Sit and watch you performing

You ain't conforming

You is rewarding

What your soul thinks

You meant for that shit

You meant for the flicks

You can make a hit

Where ever you is

So take care of that shit

Don't bag up and zip

Too much of that gas

Cuz they take a rip

You take strap and grip

Run up on those kids

And ate two bullets

Letter to my plug

Thank you for the love

For adding to the dub

For never moving up

Without checking up

Never re-ing up

Without checking stock

Never moving off

Without lending Glock