Skeamz - I'm The Plug (Freestyle) lyrics

Well connected, get it in, it gives me power like plugs That's your boo you thought it was, when I'm around its all love Don't know the stash of a thug, won't find gold if she dug On you and find a bug, you can really take these slugs Not eating from my grub you take some old me a dub That competition my drug, too wet f** in the tub Don't sip n***a we chug, that mean sh** in my mug Breakup couples like nugs, bet i take your hoe wit a hug n***a Show her something new know what it do rolling up doobs Don't play games wit you noobs, you n***as in it to lose Japanese ohh rap to you in a haikus Feds peruse, watch my moves, vandal dance school Hey officer just k**in beats I keep the verbal heat to burn the streets My Furnace stay on fleek Dive right in the sheets and eat your niece Like she's a Reese's piece, no tricks get treats I k**ed them cheeks, no grim I reap, cousin of sleep No habla es to pigs 'cause if I did I bet you'd ask me where i live Tell the judge a fib, burn what bridge It Is just what it is, you square i'm off the grid, don't keep in 100 Your baby's in my crib Bad kid to finesse adult but sh** it ain't my fault I keep a b**h like Salt, she plan out my a**aults k**ing rappers off like a cult, imported you sip malt I'm my dick she poll volt I nut then lightning bolt Blow sess float to my nest were my chicks rest Possessed, hope its Moses, with some new text Oh yes, flow is grotesque, you can protest Had no breath left, over finesse Feds put the sirens on I'm cuttin' on the median Hungry b**h feedin them, ain't vegan put my meat in them Pussies like to season them, hustle stack the gs and then Laugh right to the bank i guess I'm some type of comedian My clique i stay out weeding them Her twitter I'm tweeting from Real b**hes needing one Here us 'fore we even come Could be from the chopper drum Or my Honda speakers son Fordson road my religion The block is old, but we is young You don't know sh** bout me, but you finna doubt me Count me in, I'm hunting like a bounty My kush always shouting Your hood staying on that Drought 3, dry it's full of Bounty Announcing f** this county My girl got problems pronouncing Spit gasoline I'm dowsing Leave her round me she crouching That a** subwoffer mountains I puke a match go Dhalsim Quick to remix admit, yes Sir Mix-a-Lot I Aims a little higher tryna miss the top Finago just fly parachute and drop You opp this my i don't f** with you walk What's up Doc if it's 'bout money we can talk Try to adapt, I was born in the dark