Plot a Kill - Noxygen

Niggas sendin' threats through a text message and shit Tryna send hoes to follow us And fuck on me and every one of my niggas Thought they set a nigga up Like a nigga just stupid or somethin' (haha) Ha Say bitch Them same fingers you used to type that shit, bitch (fah) Make sure (fah, fah) they be the same fingers That squeeze that bitch when you see me (bah) (Fah, bow) Bird business Up in that muhfuckin' stolo with a fuckin' cutter on me He's a no-show Send my partner to flip your ass To send your ass where you don't wanna go This bitch giving me dumb throat This bitch giving me dumb throat Catch that bitch, we gon' dump bro Rip on his ass and roll his bro Pussy-ass nigga don't know me We could go rack-for-rack 'cause I'm really rich Fuck all that lil' pussy shit and that silly shit, gon' catch a kill And the drank came sealed I could buy my deal (my deal) I don't got my Glock concealed (uh-uh) So you know it's hot in here (hot in here) She like how my watch appear (appear) See it through the rear-view mirror (view mirror) Tryna keep the snakes from 'round here ('round here) Most of the time, gone off pills Most of the time, I'm under the influence You know I talk that cheese real fluent (yeah) You know these racks, yeah, I'm pursuing (yeah, huh) This bird business, we never losin' (bird business) I'm with MBM murder gang (murder gang) And that AR came with a coolin' Remember that bitch called me her chooser Now that bitch callin' me zaddy Remember used to rock Caddies Now it's S560 4MATIC This Cartier getting old I think it's time to go Patek Keep me a fuckin' baddie Each got a fatty, clutchin' my plastic Money damn near elastic Check my fashion, Louis my fabrics (my fabric, yeah) Emilio Pucci my jacket Keep that ratchet part of my fashion (pucci, pop, huh) Cartier buff glasses (uh) Too much racks start madness (yeah) Up in that muhfuckin' stolo with a fuckin' cutter on me He's a no-show Send my partner to kill his ass To send his ass where you don't wanna go This bitch giving me dumb throat This bitch giving me dumb throat Catch that boy, we gon' dump bro Rip on his ass and roll his bro Pussy-ass nigga don't know me We could go rack-for-rack 'cause I'm really rich Fuck all that lil' pussy shit and that silly shit (go do a drill)

Some nights I lay awake and think of ones who'd passed away What they'd be like and how they'd act if they were here today I get choked up thinkin' of things we used to say and do We probably fucked each other's lives but now we're makin' do It's so sad, it's so sad, the way they look at me Like I've got, like I've got, answers to anything You know me, you know me, I've got a lot to say But it's in vain, it's insane and you won't feel the same (Are you listening to me? I hope you can feel You're in my dreams, they're feeling so real) Are you listening to me? I hope you found peace 'Cause I'd give anything to trade in your place You suffered alone, it's like the distance had grown I was so wrapped up in me, felt like you just let me go I had no conscience with you, I'd take a life just to prove Your trust is safe in my hands, and we got nothing to lose I got some closure before, but now I'm scratching the scars If you can hear this, I hate the way you ripped us apart But I failed you, I know You were frail too, so low I could fight it enough At least I had ones to love Get right with it man, get right Get right with it man, get right Get right with it man, get right Get right with it man, get right (I see the room is spinning now I choke on my own hypocrisy) I was never clean I wear a face that belongs on another mans body Every day I'm alive I feel replaced, rearranged, and the visions always haunt me I don't wanna be alive I don't wanna face the things that I've done wrong I don't wanna be alive I don't wanna face the things that I've done wrong Did wrong, or did right It should be in the ground a thousand fucking times And my voice, how I'm heard When you were triple the man and now you fill the dirt Take me, take me now Take me from this place

Uhh She said it be a love at first sight Love at first sight When she see mi last night Ay She seh, she can't get over mi And mi cyaa get over she Anyhow A wa meck yuh a wine up paw me so Gyal mi fall in love Mi wi buy yuh a icky to Barbados Gyal mi fall in love Gyal yo pretty likkle pussy have mi coming back It have mi coming back It a mi comforter Mi loving it The way how yo wine yuh a turn mi on Lift up yo mini skirt when yo si the don Hot skull mi name mi no silly tom Bend over like Serena and win mi land Tek off yo jeans string fi the Sunderland Matter a fact meck wi meck a Sunderland Squeeze up yo breast in a any land No care if a silly cone gyal Shi tell mi shi love eat banana Mi water the soil like the former Tek her pon a date go a Ghana Mi and her a watch money talks pon the plasma Shi tell mi shi love give mi head hi no And shi no love fuck pon the bed hi no Mi waan put a son in yo Mi nah gi yo bun hi no gyal The way how yo wine yuh a turn mi on Lift up yo mini skirt when yo si the don Hot skull mi name mi no silly tom Bend over like Serena and win mi land Tek off yo jeans string fi the Sunderland Matter a fact meck wi meck a Sunderland Squeeze up yo breast in a any land No care if a silly cone gyal

It get crazy baby Please don't try to play me baby I might have to kill a hoe I might have to kill a hoe You know I don't play 'bout you Told you don't try me, don't do it, no You gon' make me have to kill that hoe I told you don't try it, no-no, no, no Ooh, you got the right one Try it, no-no, no, no Ooh, you got the right one Uh, why would you try this? I'm 'bout to lose my mind and Someone gon' end up dying (someone gon' end up dying) And I promise ain't gon' be me Boy, you know you drive me crazy My baby, 'posed to have yo' baby (yo' baby) And you damn sure can't replace me (hell nah) I told you don't try this shit I'ma kill yo' side bitch You gon' make me pull up Don't tell me to cool out I'm gon' bring that tool out You know I'm ready for war You better pray to the Lord This shit you ain't ready for I told you don't try it, no-no, no, no Ooh, you got the right one Try it, no-no, no, no Ooh, you got the right one I told you don't try it, no-no, no, no Ooh, you got the right one You got me tripping and stressing and shit Shut the fuck up I ain't questioning shit I got the fire so this bih can get lit Why would you let that hoe get between us? You and this hoe, y'all got me fucked up This some first 48 shit (8 shit) This ain't nothin' to play with (this ain't nothin' to play with) I'm finna go apeshit (I'm finna go, I'm finna go) This lil' bitch gon' get her wig split This some first 48 shit (ooh, yeah) This ain't nothin' to play with I'm finna go apeshit (no, no, no) This lil' bitch gon' get her wig split It get crazy baby Please don't try to play me baby I might have to kill a hoe I might have to kill a hoe You know I don't play 'bout you Told you don't try me, don't do it, no You gon' make me have to kill that hoe I told you don't try it, no-no, no, no Ooh, you got the right one Try it, no-no, no, no Ooh, you got the right one