Soufside Dre - PLAQUES ON PLAQUES Lyrics

Krashhh
Stick play nigga ya feel me
Whole lotta draco shit
Whole lotta stick play nigga
Whole lotta that
Whole lotta
Bitch I count up money bags
Came up from the bottom got the riches from the rags
Count up hella onions I dont counted 100 bands
Really Ima rockstar I dun came up from that trap
Serving all these bags, Im not a waiter thats no cap
Palms they all on my shirt, my shoes, my jeans they sag off my ass
She jacking on my lumber but that bitch not rocking plaid
Pmoney and Krashhh keep on walking on these tracks
If I call up Kool and Naando we gone burn out in them scats
F*ck that shit hellcats
Bitch I go a demon
F*cked that bitch for free she cheap cant give that bitch my semen
Bitch I got them zeros on me Im Gilbert Arenas
That bitch super bad Ima give that lil bitch my fetus
Ima just go get all these bands and ima bleed it
Pulling out my sword Ima slay this bitch Ima demon
Man in the place but a nigga not Beenie
Damn I like her squirter now she creamy
Smoking zip after zip aint no bean
Im the mon bitch I aint talking no Beenie
Pull out the racks on the cash-app she cheesing
Party with bitches so many that i'm seeing
Party with bitches so many that i'm bringing
Damn she Hollywood she a meanie
But its Hollywood Souf that she seeing
One day ima call up her phone and we slide in a ghini
Yeah
Pull up to show and I pull in a black truck
Uh Uh Uh
Walk out that shit and i'm having my strap tucked
If she try to play Krashhh then im saying thats tough
So many bitches saying that my craft tough
Tryna go Plaques on Plaques them bitches platinum
Tryna go Plaques on Plaques them bitches diamond
Tryna go Plaques on Plaques them bitches shining
Tryna go Plaques on Plaques
Tryna go Plaques on Plaques
Hmm
Tryna go Plaques on Plaques you cant get this back
Im not yt fatt but they know ima gonna get back
F*ck they addicted to flow like its crack
Fendi on me but i'm speaking them facts
Uh Uh Uh Ha
Fendi on me but i'm speaking them facts
Fendi on me but i'm speaking them facts
My potna on the jail phone he said whats bracking
I got potnas banging c's he telling me whats craccin
You can feel it in the energy, the songs, the motherf*cking passion
I hate when my life get stagnant
Sweat in the booth now im working hard and my life be so lavish
Rage at the show but a nigga not Travis
Soufside Presley like i'm Elvis
Ha Ha Ha Ha
Damn this bitch she throwing it back tryna f*ck up my pelvis
I aint signing no deal bitch I need me some leverage
Yeah
Im with cuz pouring lean we need new beverage
I got money on my mind yeah this shit a f*cking fetish
All I see is green green green bitch it aint no lettuce
Im connected with a yellow bone like we in a tether
Rockstar life cant be unknown
Rockstar life I cant go home
Rockstar life making me known
Rockstar life in every song