(Whats up)
(Whats up hey)
(Whats up)
(Whats up hey)
(Whats up)
(Whats up hey)
Goin' through the tunnels, motion, struggles with your baby momma
She said you ain't bout it and I'm bout it though
Put me in the streets catching body's on a roll
I do this to eat, don't you tell nobody hoe
Keep it on the low
Keep it on the poles
She said we the same, how we did it on our own
Shake it even faster I might even throw a dub
Shake it even faster I might even throw a dub
Can't afford to stick the landing
Oh no baby theres no plan b
Oh no baby theres no plan b
Diamonds they be dancing
If you finna wait, all my shit frantic
Please don't feel a way, I can't do romantic
Get it straight, Michael Cera prancing
Did it no advance and my shit freelancing
And you know my antics
Oh no baby theres no plan b
Oh no baby theres no plan b
Running up money now I'm panting
Man in the mirror hold me ransom
Bitches call me cute but lil mama call me handsome