WHERE TF MY PLUG lyrics

by

Destroy Lonely



[Intro]
Ah
Damn
Nah
Rah
Huh (Woo-woo)

[Chorus]
On the beach (Beach), I got sand (Sand)
I got money (Money), in my pants (Pants)
I need meds, I need help (Help)
I got money, I got wealth (Wealth)
I got bad b*tches sitting on the shelf (Money)
I need more time to myself (Money)
They beat ya? They lyin' (They lyin')
I swear, I'm tryin' (Tryin')
I can't hide it, I need drugs (Drugs)
Where the f*ck my plug at? (Plug)
I got cheese that's stuck on mold (Yeah)
I got bad hoes ready to go (Oh, wah)
I got Israelians flyin' out to the USA, tryna get all in our radius (Yeah)

[Verse]
We sin every night, I hope God still thinkin' of savin' us (Woo-woo)
I don't know nobody, yeah, it's, "f*ck you" unless ya payin' us (Woo)
You gon' learn to get these racks, you walk in the spot, it's too many millionaires (Woo)
It's not your ho no more, she walked through the front door (Yeah), she live with us (Money, Blak Amerika)
Twin need to pull up
The vibes said they gon' swim, it's cool, yeah, they could bool here (Splash and take a swim)
I just started the engine, 'bout to go f*ck up Rodeo (Oh, damn, yeah)
She get what she want when she with me, can't say, "No" (Yeah)
Talkin' to God all day, yeah, I know I got angels (Angels)
I've been seein' life from many different angles (Angles)
Money Baby need his chicken, no Bojangles (Damn)
I just caressed her wrist with Cartier bangles (Yeah)
Balenciaga bustin', b*tch, get big racks, for real (Woo-woo)
Cash on my coo-coo ho, big Coco Chanel (Woo-woo)
Pass on the poor pus*y, dawg, I don't want it (Pass)
That's three P's, but she ain't got a loan, that's no money (Sheesh)
I'm big P, I just f*cked your ho for a hunnid (P)
Baby Money, huh, gon' pop his sh*t all summer (Ya dig)
Baby Money, X Games, he stuntin' (Yeah)
Baby Money, that cash talk, ain't sayin' nothin', man (Woo-woo, yeah)
Huh (Muah, Baby)
[Chorus]
On the beach, I got sand (Sand)
I got money, in my pants (Pants)
I need meds, I need help (Help)
I got money, I got wealth (Wealth)
I got bad b*tches sitting on the shelf (Shelf)
I need more time to myself (Yeah)
They beat ya? They lyin' (They lyin')
I swear, I'm tryin' (Tryin')
I can't hide it, I need drugs (Drugs)
Where the f*ck my plug at? (Plug)
I got cheese that's stuck on mold (Mold)
I got bad hoes ready to go (Woo-woo)
I got Israelians flyin' out to the USA, tryna get all in our radius (Woo, Money)
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