III GOT PLANS SORRY BIIITCH, IIISLAND TALES

[Intro]
Yeah I got plans bitch
Yeah I got plans bitch, ay

[Verse]
I could never trust a hoe, I could never fuck a fan
She hitting up my phone and I tell her I got plans
Bitch I'm bringing out the blade if you really trying to dance
And we'd always hate each other, now I'm all up in her pants
I don't got no trust, I'm just trying to fuck
Sipping on that potion while I fuck her in the sun
She think that I need her, shawty I do not need nothing
Trying to be my best, but I cannot give up the drugs
Hanging on the beach and I'm in silence
Sitting on my fucking island, yeah I love it when it's quiet
Sitting on the beach freestyling
I don't give a fuck but I'm the one inside it
Swimming in the ocean in the night
Said she want to fuck, but I'm not your type of guy
Only speak in facts, said fuck a lie
You gon' call hit my phone, but I do not have the time