Plain & Simple Lyrics

Yeah, J.B. Hoe,Run it up Rico Yeah, and shit been going crazy, dawg, I'm

Jumping out the window Okay, okay, okay, let's go

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, go ahead, let's get started

Made me 700 yesterday, I'm just getting started

I treat every day like my last, welcome to the party

Ran that sack up all week, about to restart it

And shit been going crazy, dawg, I'm jumping out the window

Most these niggas came to play, but I don't do pretend, though

Getting to this money like I don't see no end goal

Do it just to do it, dawg, keep it plain and simple

On some real shit all the way to the coffin

Wanna join the hustling team, step inside my office

Not a single hater on my team, we help each other win

Call them all my dogs and my partners, I don't say friend

Met a baddie last night, she my new target

I just want some head in the back of the Charger

Baby better swallow, she say that she a model

Her body say it all, I just gotta make a call

Ayy, yo gang

What it do?

Ayy, I need about two

Or four bottles of that juice, ayy, when you coming through?

In an hour? Okay, cool, and my day was going smooth

Till I seen this nigga mugging him and a couple dudes

I see y'all got me fucked up, so this what I'ma do

Run up on your crew, nigga, what it do

Lay the whole gang out, yeah, even you

Better hold your hands out, I'm coming for the loot

It's sad it had to be this way, but it's eat or get ate

And you know I'm a chef, cook it up with my left

If I need to make a move, I just send a text

Pack me up a bag and I'm hopping on a jet

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, go ahead, let's get started

Made me 700 yesterday, I'm just getting started

I treat every day like my last, welcome to the party

Ran that sack up all week, about to restart it

And shit been going crazy, dawg, I'm jumping out the window

Most these niggas came to play, but I don't do pretend, though

Getting to this money like I don't see no end, goal

Do it just to do it, dawg, keep it plain and simple

I was nice way too long, now I'm cold like the Arctic

I am not a rapper, baby girl, I'm an artist

Dead all that shit if a nigga talking nonsense

Only real talk, money talk in my presence

So I'm on my shit, cause I want me a Lambo

I just can't be straight, cause it's about the fam, though

I'ma just come through, set the mood like some candles

If I say I'm finna slide, I ain't talking bout no sandals

I'm trying to show these boys I'm the best

Link with the bosses and talk bout a check

Get that shit that we manifest

Won't claim me and throw dirt on my back

Cannot do fake energy

Boy, you just no friend to me

I'll cut you off quick cause I met you

Erase you from my memories

Wipe my damn hands with you, I'm on some new shit instantly

Like this girl I just met, she say she wanna come home with me

I can't lie, she caught my eye

Yeah, she thick and she kinda fine

And I say it's about that time, so I hit her with my line

After the party, look at shawty like lego

Treat her so good that she won't ever say no

And she got that ass, shit feel soft like some Play-Doh

And she keep shaking my dick, it's gon' bust like a Faygo

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, go ahead, let's get started

Made me 700 yesterday, I'm just getting started

I treat everyday like my last

Welcome to the party, Ran that sack up all week, about to restart it

And shit been going crazy, dawg, I'm jumping out the window

Most these niggas came to play, but I don't do pretend, though

Getting to this money like I don't see no end goal

Do it just to do it, dawg, keep it plain and simple