The Plug (King Trappy III) - IDK

Trap, lil nigga, trap

Trap, lil nigga, trap

Trap, lil nigga, trap

Trap, lil nigga, trap

Trap, lil nigga, trap (Birds)

Trap, lil nigga, trap (Birds)

Trap, lil nigga, trap (Cuckoo)

Trap, lil nigga, trap

All these niggas wonder why when I say

The Reagan Era put a motherfucking voice in my head

Saying, «Trap, lil nigga, trap»

So I’m on the block with my Glock cocked till my heart stop

Fuck blood, rather pump crack

Or go get a tre-five and flip it for five five

Why you motherfuckers flipping burgers at five guys?

For lack of words, the lies that lie inside of ya mind

Every single time make a nigga feel fine

The reason why I’m blind when I see my people die

The messed up part’s that they see it as a crime

It might be death, but I see it as a dime

And that shit makes sense, ain’t no need to ask why, fuck it

All I’m tryna do is stay clear of the buckets

Driving this dope, got me scooping up the duckets

A lot of rappers rap about trap shit

But they ain’t really 'bout shit

I’m the only one that’s saying something

Fronting’s equivalent to whippings on the back

When your front’s getting whiped in the kitchen

And the Feds run up to the door, get to kickin' with the strap

To your hat, make you lay down flat, that’s a fact

The plug ain’t me, the plug is a story of how society bleeds

Part of the popular phrase that says

I can’t breath, I can’t breath

I can’t breath, I can’t breath

Lord, Lord

When I, when I

When I hop up out the Porsche or out the Lamb'

That become my wrist juggie juggie, flip, juggie juggie, damn

My shotta got a Glocka, it go ham

All because my wrist juggie juggie, flip, juggie juggie, damn

I’m the plug (Birds)

I’m the plug, I’m the plug

I’m the plug (Birds)

I’m the plug, I’m the plug

I’m the plug (Cuckoo)

I’m the plug, I’m the plug

I’m the plug (You ain’t got no money, take yo' broke ass home)

I’m the plug, I’m the plug

Extendo clip (Clip, clop), bang, bang!

Leave a nigga on the floor, let his brains hang

What’s those pants?

Alexander Wang

Buy new clothes everytime I sell a whole thang

Moving that coca and I ain’t talking 'bout butter

I leave it to my young niggas, they gon' cook it and cut up

They take it back to the block, they break it down, make it pop

Trapping is not like selling records, it is not gonna flop

Touch my mans and get dropped, touch my fam and get popped

Touch my stash and I’m clickin', clockin', reload and then flock

(Brrrrrrrrrrrrrr) I ain’t never had a damn day job, nigga

I been getting paid since tenth grade, nigga

Never been in Feds but I make seven figures

That’s the reason why these niggas wanna hate, go figure

Hop up out the Porsche or out the Lamb'

That become my wrist juggie juggie, flip, juggie juggie, damn

My shotta got a Glocka, it go ham

All because my wrist juggie juggie, flip, juggie juggie, damn

I’m the plug (Birds)

I’m the plug, I’m the plug

I’m the plug (Birds)

I’m the plug, I’m the plug

I’m the plug (Cuckoo)

I’m the plug, I’m the plug

I’m the plug (You ain’t got no money, take yo' broke ass home)

I’m the plug, I’m the plug