#Plug - Intellectual

[Intro]:

Mommy you so cute

Yeah

[Hook - BbyMutha]:

When the plug text back tell him 'pull up with that extra shit'

I need that electrical

Shit that make the world look asymmetrical

Level up, Super Saiyan mother with the blonde weave

Make a wish I'm plotting on your bitch

She probably leave with me, I'll probably give her back - that pussy pointless

This pussy anointed, blessing, turkey with a dressing

I could never doubt the universe with thighs as soft as mine

I could never ever love a nigga with a closed mind

[Verse 1 - BbyMutha]:

Fuck ya third eye, nigga, show me what that mouth do

All ya chakras ashy, aura muddy

Who you tryna fool?

I be on my level, I be dancing with the devil

You could never be as hot as him so I could never sweat ya

A cold motherfucker, call me Bby - Fuckin' - Mutha

Can't afford to be afraid of no nigga, that's luxury

If you can't afford to spend your bucks with me you gotta leave

Treat me like a woman, not a lady, boy, you work for free

You can work for free, but I got mouths to feed

I'm too busy tryna boss up to cost cut

Keep it slutty, keep em coming, thigh boots with my ass out

Put it in his mouth so he can see what all the fuss about

[Verse 2 - Swerzie]:

On my way to the plug house, man he be serving it

Fucking up a check and on these beats you know I’m cursing it

These boys be talking on me but they asking for a verse and shit

BbyMutha kill you then take pictures with your hearse and shit

Uh, yeah, I’m ‘bout my bread

I am not looking for muhfuckin’ friends

I just need money to flip it and spend

Out of the door is the way I’m [?]

You all shifting these trends

They out here mad that I did it again

I'm workin' magic when I'm with the pen

Whole gang is looking like 10 outta 10

I got that weed, rolling that green

Perc or that lean, promethazine

He sold that key, [?] marques

All in a week, I can’t believe

All on my grind, working that shine

Ain’t talking coins but I need a dime

Like Janet Jackson back up in her prime

Different strokes, I'ma give her that pipe

Hating you don’t got your check up (yeah)

Yeah they gon’ hate, imma bless up (yeah)

Whole city know that I’m next up (yeah)

If they say no they gon’ ‘fess up (yeah)

All of your press I need less of (yeah)

Y’all is nothing but a stress up (yeah)

You know that you fucking messed up (yeah)

Knife to they neck imma press up

I think he [?] so change the subject, talking bout his fucking budget

Blocked him on my Twitter page and now he searching me in person

Fuck the cops and fuck a verdict

All the evidence I’m burning

I’m gon’ act like I’m confused when they ask questions all concerning

I don’t fuck with no cop or PD

Cause they gon’ never look [?] when they see me fucking bleed

All they care about is searching in my pockets for some weed

But you gon’ never find my shit, my plug he taught me how to sneak