[Intro]
(1st done geeked it up)

[Verse 1]
Not guilty, that was the final verdict
When I was in there fightin' the hill, bitches was not concerned
All my Glocks got beams and dicks, I'm kinda perverted
Play with the team and get smoked the only way they gon' learn
You got some money for the Plug, you can get some dick, bitch, wait your turn
N***a wanna walk in my shoes, that's gon' be hell of a journey
I was sellin' drugs on Sesame Street, you n***as Ernie
I'll torch a n***a with this fin, put n***as in urns
I'm the dopest in the booth, bitch, that's for certain
I can get lethal in the booth when I use nouns and verbs
N***as tryna beef with the Stincs, you n***as got y'all nerve
Diamonds doin' the dance I like, doin' the wildest twerkin'
Give a n***a a face lift, pull up, hop out, and get surgical
Fans said they need that Plug pack, jump in the crowd and serve you
If I told you I had dick in your bitch mouth, that'd hurt you
Pull up and collect a ten band trap, that's what words'll do
I was thuggin' in the trenches, man, you n***as had a curfew
Ratchet bitch on my hip named Dashiki, she'll burn you
I would toe tag and gift wrap you if you make me do it
I'm a real street n***a, no, I don't hang with Judas
Why I have my dick on your bitch mouth? 'Cause she paid me to do it
Blow a n***a brains to smithereens, that's what gang gon' do
I done walked the three, I'm with gorillas, I done paid my dues
Oh, you had your name in your squad, want the same-ass blues
Keep it stiched lip, don't say nothin', you'll live long
Gave her perky dick, left the bitch in a sick coma
I'm smokin' Plug pack, that boof you got got a different odor
I'm known for pourin' lines of Wockhardt in expensive sodas, the Plug
[Verse 2]
Stinc Team the only n***as I know be the RICO
In the club with the thugs, n***as tuckin' chains like we Deebo
I'll take it all from a bitch, I'm a freeloader
She gon' put it all in her mouth, she's a meat holder (1st done geeked it up)
Doggin' this bitch like she an opp, puttin' feet on her
You can get some dick in a minute, can you stay on your knees longer?
Bitch, your time almost up, but I can't see from these boulders
The Stinc Team all about our dough like we Homer
Gang and them a bunch of big dogs, we Dobermans
Plug be shit talkin', need a bottle of Listerene
I can get a broke n***a removed like Mr. Clean
N***a can't be hatin' on the Plug sippin' green
Don't move, give it up, n***as stripped, this not a dream
Boy, that ain't no opp pack, n***a, that ain't no Chiefin'
Hey, bitch, I can give you some flavor, I got some seasonin'
Your baby daddy ain't never got no money off a meet and greet
N***as actin' tough on the 'net, they don't be in the streets
This is chess, not checkers, I be movin' strategically
"Ralfy, you too damn old to be beatin' on beats"
Gettin' money, you don't even know how much I seen a week
Plug be droppin' slappers, you really be feedin' the streets
This you fuckin' with a real L7, your n***a's a geek, the Plug