PLT (original)

By Apache Crew

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[Chorus: Xalted/QuaytheOG]

We finna pipe up

We finna light up

We finna turn up

And this is how we turn up

We finna pipe up

We finna light up

We finna turn up

And this is how we turn up


[Verse 1: Devan]

Summer days

Making plays

She said okay

But I said no way

Been in here, back at it again

Run up them zeroes, only wins

I use that finesse I got that spin

Her last name Staci, first name Gwen

Party hit that dab, hit them folks that fab

In here I got that money then I work I got that tab

Beam me up, Beam me up Scotty

I think this girl a thottie

Wait nevermind she dont got me

I hit her up with the karate


[Verse 2: QuaytheOG]

Yeah your girl my top 5

Whip faster than Fast 5

Im up now Im on my grind

Bad chicks tryna catch my eye

She tryna wave me in like a tide

Girls over here dip on both sides

Catch me in the club with the hair dye

Went forward in time...

Now she with me for the night

Im a vampire with my bites

Fly higher than a kite

My team got all the hype

Drinking me like a Budlight

Got brodies on sight. I

Sink your ship just like Titanic

Im on top and yall can't stand it

Sit you down im passing standards

Wrapped 'round your girl like a bandage


[Chorus]


[Verse 3: Xalted]

We dont care what you heard

We stay fly like a bird

We dont ever get curved

Your main hoe tryna flirt

She got good brain like a nerd

She on me like a shirt

She throwing it back better twerk

Throw it back like the Jerk

We coming in 1st look at the work

Dressed like a clerk

Ballin like Dirk ( Dallas )

Ballin that March ( Madness )

All up in fab pallace

We T'd up call it teacup

We could slow down

Bring your hoe 'round

She get took

We on top

Like raisin eyebrows we get looks

The haters shook. Flexed up

Too easy to lay up We gon' stay up