The Plan - Foogiano

Never trust

Nobody (SpiffoMadeIt, bitch)

Hey

I met this lil' bitch

Yeah, she say she from Atlanta

Say she move like Danny Phantom

I told her, «Let's get it

You know how to use a hammer?

Put that nigga on a banner?»

She said, «What the mission?

Foogi, tell me what to do

We can do it me and you»

I said, «Point the tool

If that pussy nigga move

Make that nigga hear the boom»

I said, «This the plan

You gon' get him to the spot

Make sure that you off the clock

'Bout 2 o’clock

Get to reachin' for his cock

You’ll be pullin' out the Glock

I’ll take it from there

I’ll be comin' up the stairs with a drum that’s hittin' like a snare

He ain’t no bear

What we ask him, he gon' tell

The beam on him never fail»

She said, «Foo, I got it

Boy, let’s go and get this profit

He move wrong and he get bodied»

I told her I like her

When we done, girl, I’ma pipe her

Hit you with the Roddy Piper

Now this how it go

All-black Tahoe

That be posted at the store

You hit the door

Ask the nigga for some smokes

Then show somethin', you make him choke

You give him a smile

Look that nigga up and down

Ask that nigga for a gram

He give you a dub

Blowin' kisses for the love

He reachin' out, he want a hug

You give him a squeeze

Tell that nigga you don’t tease

Reach down and rub his knee

He ask for your number

Get his phone and type your number

He don’t know he in the thunder

He hit you later

Tell him that you 'bout your paper

He say he got plenty paper

You tell him to prove it

Where you at and what you doin'?

Pull up, boy, let’s make a movie

He said, «Girl, I’m comin'

Damn, baby, but you’re rushin'

Make me think you’re up to somethin'»

You say, «Nigga, please

When I gave you that lil' squeeze

I told you, nigga, I don’t tease

Now what you gon' do?

Come here, nigga, or it’s through

I got better shit to do

You say you got money?

Well, this pussy cost some hundreds

Too expensive, stop your frontin'»

He said, «Where you at?

You’ll call a nigga’s bluff

I like that, baby girl, what’s up?»

You drop your location

Mask on like I’m Jason

He don’t know I’m in the basement

He pick her up

Same black Tahoe truck

Thirties on it, lifted up

Take off to the spot

He start flexin' plenty knots

Steady lookin' at the clock

It’s 'bout 1 o’clock

Nigga say he got a drop

Partner pull up with a Glock

He drop off a pack-ah

Then he leave, but he was lackin'

Get the pack and he unwrap it

Bales of the gas

Peepin' out, I lift my mask

Made my heart start beatin' fast

He walk to a room

He come back, he got a broom

He sweepin' up the residue

'Bout a bag and a half

Then he hand her a big bag

Tell her, «Go and get some cash»

She drop the bag

Tell him, «I don’t want no bag

Nigga, I just want the cash»

He tell her, «Come here»

He start kissin' on her ear

Rubbin' all up on her hips

She say, «Where my money?

Hundreds, fifties, and the twenties

You must thought that I was frontin'

You flexin' them bags

I don’t care nothin' 'bout no bag

You could be the middleman

Don’t fuck with no Patrick

You a Patrick if you cappin'

Thought you said you had them rackades»

He go to the safe

Put them hundreds in her face

Heart beatin' like I ran a race

She look at the clock

Action time, it’s 2 o’clock

Let’s turn this shit here up a notch

He goin' up the stairs

They start walkin' up the stairs

He grab her ass and pull her hair

She say, «Get my guap»

Turn around, he count a knot

He turn around, he see the Glock