Pluggg - Intellectual

[Intro: TE dness]

Yeah

Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: TE dness]

I'm in the grey beamer driving through a stop-check

Quickly clean the phone down to send a hot text

Thumbing through 20 thousand pound, I'm thinking what next

Some of my Gs all now and they say I got next

'Cause all I do is try try until I'm dry crying

And if this shit don't ever pop, I'll probably die trying

I really gotta do promotions when my line's quiet

My runner probably bored as hell, let me go slide by

Just spent two hours smoking goodies

I told 'em POP, profit over pussy

And if shorty ain't with it she gotta boogie

To her friends, like how could he tell her she could keep the hoodie

I'm just sliding through the concrete jungle

Need bricks to build a house, they told me young man rumble

Thinking 'bout a load of things I could've told my uncle

I was too busy trying to get bands in bundles

Now my little mama say, ayo she say I'm disrespectful

I say the marijuana make a man forgetful

If I give you the title, I can't neglect you

Forget a lot of things but I could never forget you

No half-heart lovin', buss a band out the budget

You know that I'm tuggin', girl, you know that it's nuttin'

Just look what I'm becoming, I live a hundred miles from the town that I'm runnin'

I am somebody's Poppy or plug or suttin'

[Hook: TE dness]

Ye-eah

Getting used to the hate, I could do with some love

So I hit you late night, little shorty you my plug

You the plug, plug, plug, plug

Trap nominated and you know they don't like it

We ain't worried 'bout them niggas, we some captains to a pirate

[Verse 2: Solo LDN]

They say the proof's in the pudding, tell me what you taste

I can't have these funny niggas chilling round my space

I'm in West, two-stepping wearing my North Face

Risk I take, BOB bussin' out the bando

When I sit and do a prayer, I ain't lighting up a candle, nah

I'm Mo Farah with the stamina

Real 'mali in the kitchen, I have breasts on my banana

You can tell by how I'm living, I done been through all the drama

I can see it coming, I can't miss my chance

If I fold the towel, would never have no chance

I've been in and out the pubs, just conversating with pundits

They can gossip, we've been busy talking numbers

They can have the summer, I've been busy on my come-up

I ain't busy tryna tun up, I been busy in Cabana

Niggas always swear on their mothers but they don't give nuttin' to her

I'm coming up from the gutter, I'm with the turtles in sewers

I don't care about the newest, I'm progressing, you've got yourself to blame

I'm pulling out the magic hat, don't buss like David Blaine

French vanilla when I'm hopping off another plane

I was smiling through the pain and you should do the same

Yeah, yeah, and I been cruising in my rental

Smoking all this weed made me forgetful

Yeah, yeah, and they've been chopping for our bars

I've been up in all these corners, I've been tryna find a plug, yeah