Face to Face

Ha trust Gang, nigga

Black Soprano wooh
Let’s go let’s get it, let’s get it

You know what this is, keep it 100, 100
Your bitch in the passenger rolling
Up while I do 400, 400
Face to face, face to face
Face to face, face to face
I dropped off the bag in the hood
I stood in the trap in Versace
Do you remember me, somebody asked me
The trappers forgot me
Run it up, run it up, run it
Up, run it up, run it up, run it up
On my way to a milli, but hold up
I really think God trying to punish us
Enemies, enemies, enemies, enemies
I made some enemies i’m smoking this dope
But fucking these bitches is
Draining my energy
I hit up the plug, he know what it is
I got all the cash this 40 so big
It hitting your shirt and it
Knock off the tags
We hustle, we hustle, we hustle
We hustle, we hustle, we hustle
With wings, the V on my buckle
Louis belt, Louis belt, Louis belt
I feel like Louis belt
I bought my bitch a black Gucci belt
Just to help roll up her
Fuck her and tell her she’s beautiful
It’s not what you know but who you know
Black Sopranos show up at your
Funeral, pussy and power
Yeah my life a musical
Hope the glitter and gold don’t
Influence you, I’m getting money
But that’s just the usual
Im’ma wave to my haters like too
Da-loo, I brought the bitches out
I brought the shooters too
Let the feds tell it, I’m the pusher man
Niggas taking naps, I just took a chance
I flew out to Cali, hooked up with my man
He introduced me to him
I just shook his hand

I met the plug, I met the plug
I met the plug, I met the plug
Face to face, face to face
Face to face, face to face

What up Benny it’s Jay take money yeah

I met the plug, no habla no ingles
Pull up in the cleanest whip, drop me a bag
Now watch how I swing the wrist
These fuck niggas talking big money
What’s funny is they never seen a brick
These cases, I catch them, I
Catch them, I catch them
But they never see them stick
‘Casue I met the plug, I got to be blessed
Bust open them wrappers
Throw half on a one and be done
And they got to be pressed run it up
Run it up ‘til my plug bring a hundred up
Everyday, we up late with the
Pots and the plates
On the block ‘til the sun is up
Who can stop me from coming up
Second to none and these niggas is runner-ups
Hit a papi, he got me, you copy
He load up the van and sending his runner up
Touchdown, we’re lifting the numbers
Up, come show up
We’re sending the gunners up
Can’t fuck with me, double up, double up
Killing competitors just ‘cause it’s
Fun to us
Moving too fast, are you listening slow
On the road in a rental to cop and go
Shopping as long as the ticket is low
Bust some on, the troopers behind
Me, they pull me, i’m hitting it though
Make it back to the Lou
I’m in traffic with snow
Hit the stove and remixing the blow
Face to face, place to place
Me and Black in the spot
With the popping bottles
You know we go case for case
Every night ‘fore I rest
Got get my lawyer the strength
To spank the case
Spank the case, fuck out my face
‘Cause I met the plug, I met the plug
I met the plug, I met the plug
Face to face, face to face
Face to face, face to face