[Chorus RoadRun CMoe]
Pou’d a 4 in a liter
This ain’t Robitussin
Spent a half a million with the plug
We don’t juug onions
50 bales in the mailman truck
I hope he coming
Have you ever took a L then built it up from nothin’
I just fucked off my plug but my new one rushin’
I just fucked off a good bitch but she did too much fussin’
Forgiato scraped the curb I accidentally scuffed ‘em
I ain’t on no petty shit I get it back, its nothin’
[Verse 1 RoadRun CMoe]
I just walked right in Neiman’s and I blew the profit
I can depend on my plug ‘cause I know he solid
I don’t need no helping hand cause I’m plugged in the socket
Yo’ BM caught my pack I threw 100 in her pocket
I’m fucked up
Damn, my bitch just lost some pack
She careless
Told the bitch to drive the sprinter van and go to Maryland
If the interstate don’t work then I’m back to mailin’
Juug 100 mid OG’s
I just might cop McLaren
[Chorus RoadRun CMoe]
Pou’d a 4 in a liter
This ain’t Robitussin
Spent a half a million with the plug
We don’t juug onions
50 bales in the mailman truck
I hope he coming
Have you ever took a L then built it up from nothin’
I just fucked off my plug but my new one rushin’
I just fucked off a good bit’ but she did too much fussin’
Forgiato scraped the curb I accidentally scuffed ‘em
I ain’t on no petty shit I get it back, its nothin’
[Verse 2 Str8 Finesse]
Hunnid bands vacuum sealed in my Gucci luggage
Hit yo’ bitch then blocked her calls like the hoe was nothin’
Nigga think he got a plug
That lil’ shit ain't nothin’
55 OG’s and they’ll be here Monday
RoadRun across the country
Juug a bale in London
When the plug is the grower get the cheaper number
Have you ever lost that sack and had to crawl back?
Presidential Rollie courtesy of the gas bags
[Chorus RoadRun CMoe]
Pou’d a 4 in a liter
This ain’t Robitussin
Spent a half a million with the plug
We don’t juug onions
50 bales in the mailman truck
I hope he coming
Have you ever took a L then built it up from nothin’
I just fucked off my plug but my new one rushin’
I just fucked off a good bitch but she did too much fussin’
Forgiato scraped the curb I accidentally scuffed ‘em
I ain’t on no petty shit I get it back, its nothin