Plug

We're in the plug, selling drugs
To the yellow ones, I didn’t give a dime
We lit up the lasers inside the club
We’re visionaries, investing in the blue
Yakuza, the forty and the DBS
(Forty, forty-seven gang)
We’re the best, even a blind man can see it
Before you spend, pay what you owe
'Cause we roll with the crew in the Mercedes (krrr, pow)
Ready to give you what you deserve
And put the Retro 13s in your face (ah)
Making money until the sun comes up
To give my mom what she deserves, ey

Sometimes I regret what I do
But I always do it low-key like the fish
Sometimes I feel like a star
And other times I wouldn’t even want to be here
What we generate, we’re gonna spend
And I’m gonna buy a couple of guns
Fuck Fame
We’re mafia, we’re anti-law

The spot is on play
And we don’t give the hustle a break
I’m rocking the Jordans all day
Like your boyfriend, but not the fakes
I’m from the minority
I’m all about originality
The buy is Top Quality
I gave the genre a fatality
I’m always focused on generating
And the competition is in crisis
The forty with the Jordans and Galee with the Yeezys
This cut is hard to pull off
(Forty, forty, forty-seven gang)
We’re in the plug, selling drugs
To the yellow ones, I didn’t give a dime
We lit up the lasers inside the club
We’re visionaries, investing in the blue

We’re in the plug, selling drugs
To the yellow ones, I didn’t give a dime
We lit up the lasers inside the club
We’re visionaries, investing in the blue

We’re looking sharp
The gold chains are solid (solid, solid)
For you, I’ve gone pale (pale, pale)
Making money fast
And we’re rolling with the plastic (plastic, plastic)
Islamic cut (grr)
We sound unique
And you all are basic (pa)
(Ey, ey ey ey)

We’re in another league, no uncle
With these flies, I’m no longer cold
Grinding for the family
And you in the jaha' of vio
Honestly, I bust my ass for mine
Hiding the SZ and the accessories
I feel like a demon with a demoness
Smoking, I aim and send you
Grrr pow, so you respect
No hassle, we’ll pack the party
We’re rising even if the envious squeeze
Like Pucca looking for Garu
I’m looking for the cash
Ey, I arrived at the studio, dodging the cops
At every event, the girls stick around
For the kiss, the guns in the club, we pass
And we pour the code in two cups
We’re in the plug, selling drugs
To the yellow ones, I didn’t give a dime
We lit up the lasers inside the club
We’re visionaries, investing in the blue

We’re in the plug, selling drugs
To the yellow ones, I didn’t give a dime
We lit up the lasers inside the club
We’re visionaries, investing in the blue

(Forty-Seven-Gang Yakuza Mafia)
(Y and we roll with DBS on the beat)
(The Light Is Unique Mixtape)
(Pudahuel Norte, fuck)
(Pop, pop, pop)