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lirik lagu sweet t - game plan

[intro]
(ooh, sh~t, that’s a dannyg beat)

[verse 1: sweet t]
if you’re callin’ out my name, you better say it with some emphasis
two straps on me named pride and prejudice
i keep ’em tucked ’cause i might bump into a nemisis
i’m up at the lab, you aren’t allowed on the premises
every ‘wood i roll up, looks like a pinecone
servian espiar the same size as my thigh bone
[flexin’] that kid on the ‘gram, but it’s fitted with rhinestones
he had a skat in the vip, but he was askin’ for a ride home

[verse 2: stanwill]
my dawgs hoppin’ out that van likе they scooby doo
hush panties balaclavas, don’t know who is who
catch you rollin’ with the opps, wе don’t know who to shoot
once i get the neck up off your b~tch, you know it’s toodle~loo
arivaderche, sayonara, b~tch, hasta la vista
i just crashed the amg, i’m sick, finna hop in the bimmer
i’m at the county bl!cky’d up, finna cop me a p
twenty pointer buffers, hush pennin’ sh~t, got me a [need?]

[verse 3: sweet t]
you really think i’m sweet? you don’t even know the start of it
if i let you sip the tea, you wouldn’t even want a part of it
i look like justin beiber but i got the heart of spartacus
that’s why everytime i hop on the mic’, i’m talkin’ marvelous
i keep a bow on my ass just like artemis
i got a beam on my gun so it’s hard to miss
strap tucked, i’d still be armed if i was armless
your whole team couldn’t even hurt a fly, y’all are harmless
[verse 4: stanwill]
alright, ha
i’m with sweet t
dior on my torso, she gon’ f~ck me ’cause my tea sweet
in the a, i’m hangin’ out the amg on peace tree
let me catch a opp, it’s bang bang, i feel like chief keef
i got dior on my sneaks, i got gucci on my head
how the f~ck is that yo’ b~tch, if her coochie in my bed?
whole life amazin’, they gon’ make a movie when i’m dead
if it’s loose screws in it, put the toolie to your head

[verse 5: sweet t]
think you’re pullin’ up on me, you’re a dumb~dumb
told your b~tch to pull up and give the gang some rupapumpum
f~ck gettin’ slow money, i like gettin’ lumpsums
big banger on me, but i’ll put this b~tch down and lump some’

[verse 6: stanwill]
need a diaper, boy, them mike amiris full of sh~t
told her that i love her, but your b~tch know that i’m full of sh~t
.30 dangle out the glocky, this the fullest clip
hundred dollar steaks and mashed potatoes, stomach full of it

[verse 7: sweet t]
glock twenty~ten milli’, it’ll make a ham stand still
if i don’t [?] quick, i know stan will
run up on me, i’ll introduce you to sam hill
your music’s ass and you could take that sh~t to the landfill
[verse 8: stanwill]
spill my coffee cup and turn the stu’ to a wasteland
i ain’t firin’ sh~t, i keep a weapon on my wasteband
you can’t f~ck none of my b~tches if you ain’t stayin’
draw it up like popavitch, they know i got the game plan

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