PLB Gambino - Who Is PLB? Lyrics

We love you Perc
You ain't got to fight no switch try to fight this A.R.P
Big Don hoe I'm PLB make her do what I want bitch rubbing my feet
Bitch try to act up, backspace I delete got a V8 I'mma f*ck up the street
You ain't my bitch so how I'mma cheat? Went out sad for a bitch boy died for a freak
Like how that beat thump this a punch in, matter of fact, bruh, just let me take off
.556 done ripped the boy face off, she got a nigga still pullin' her lace off
Everything that I got I done bought too high you don't wanna know the cost
I'm in it to win, I ain't takin' no loss, Done busted in her mouth using nut as some floss
Remember I was shoppin' at Ross just paid 500 just for a hoodie
Exotic backwoods make that hoe boogie, Get popped in yo shit tryna act like a bully
I prefer A.R.P. come fully, from the back pull her hair give her noogies
Drank and Zaza ion play with my boogies
Say I'm sweet as a treat come suck on this goody
Ruger FN, it came 5-7, if I die will I make it to heaven
Got a pole in the church, I don't even trust the reverend
Been picking down hoes since the age of 11, how you hang with that boy? And he tellin
If they catch me you knowing I'm jailing, Now I'm up they don't call must've liked I was failing
Steady beatin' the odds every day I'm prevailing, Beatin' her eyes every day it's a blessing
Don't get mad every lost is a lesson, chasin' this chicken she love how I'm dressin
Backwoods daily take care of my stressin', know you gone fail, who the f*ck is you testing
I ain't got a mill yet, no time to be restin', been humble too long gotta start back flexin
Who is PLB leave these f*ck niggas guessin', live by the gun, I'ma die a true gunna
This your hoe, but I hit her with Stonecold stunners, He can't buy ya shit girl I know that's a bummer
Up 20 at 19 that's on my mama, cleaning her pipes out call me a plumber
CNA bitch let me boom out her Honda, Nappy ass dreads I'm smokin' on gunja
Flow cold as a bitch, like a four-blown tundra, killin' these bitches, I'ma dead it
Matter fact load this shit, I'ma wreck it, I tell her I love her every time she get naked
She know I ain't shit, but she still wanna sex me, Cuff who, bitch nah you can't arrest me
Ain't fearin' no nigga so who gonna check me? Ain't no shit today, call a hoe for to neck me
Nut all in a bitch, why bruh cause she let me? Nah don't be sorry hoe just be careful
Even if you smoke crack you still can't reach my level, Tryna baguette a bezel , Wrap me a Tesla
I think that shit sweet when my bitch a lil extra, I ain't a trick, suck it right, and I just might bless ya
If that pussy ain't hitting, Hoe forget that I text ya, Thick chocolate bitch I'm lovin' her texture
Daddy gave me that game, used to love when he lectured