Paper Plans

Paper Plans -K-Trap

Yea

Yea I better hit dat

You don't understand bro

Listen

Everyday I got paper plans

Everyday I got paper plans course I do

Tell me a day I ain't weighing grams tell me when

Turn 4into 9

I'll be pissed if I break this hand pissed

I see bro get a hammer and chisel chisel

All just to break this slab bruck it

Two bricks of the am just stinking

It's kinda awks if I take this cab awkward

Drop a half and a 9to mish mash

Ab wants a thousand grams abs

Ah thousand grams

Phone up the workers and round up cash ring

Step in the kitchen box of the maj maj

Just looking like powdered yam

I just sent out a thousand texts

I might end up with a blocked sim sim

I was sitting on the dock two hands on my lap

Yeah the trident had me boxed-in f**k

Tell me if you think you could sit in my seat

Hear 14-to-life and not sing don't think you could

Yeah I said 14-to-life and not sing no

I see bro get his timepiece bussdown bussdown

Big face with da hella rocks in rocks

I hit da town with the straightest drop drop

Why you think that hella shots ring ring

If chase pulls up in the S

Leathers all red bet your b***h hops in bet she hops in

Bet ya b***h hops in

Yeah I bet that your b***h hops in d**n right

All this weight that I move

And I still need to jump in the gym gym

Spot a opp I'll jump out the ride ride

And let the 4corn run with da wind bow

A man stole that word that was mine mine

But I let dem man run with the ting frauds

All my n***a does is boxes boxes

And he ain't never jumped in the ring

You ain't never been in a nasty bando

And thought you'd be better with a 9to 5f**k

You ain't ever boshed the hell out the pack

And still sold that 9for 5fly it

You ain't ever got a phone call 'bout a drop

And said nah you ain't got time for the hype nah

But 20minutes later find yourself outside

With a big 4-4in the ride bow

I ain't gotta talk too much

When it's time I'll get them punks get dem punks

Tell screws bring 25shots shots

These shots won't get you drunk no dey'won't

5th corn too dangerous

It don't pierce it's taking chunks chunks

Hit a boy up and forget it forget it

Next day I'll take bae for lunch wha'happened

Out 'ere everyday this s**t's gotta pay pay

'Member dat day caught a chase from the gunboys

They're pissed that mish got away mish-mash

On the phone to skeng every night

Three years that bro's been away free him up free him up

When he's home he's back

He just wants a new wap and an all-gold 18k flexing

Flexing

Flexing

Flexing