[Intro: Trippie Redd]
Yeah

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Baby, you know the damn plan
You, you, and you, and your best friend
Get over here like a Texan
Hallelujah, yeah, that bitch gave me blessings
Sat back and watched all the flexin'
Then I got in to finessin' (Finessin')
Wonder why my pockets stressin' (Stressin')
While my brother said "Stick to the damn plan" (Oh)

[Verse 1: Trippie Redd]
Posted in the trenches, why you worried 'bout me?
I been gettin' to a bag, I been smokin' good tree
Why you worried 'bout Big Trip? I got it, 14
40 plaques in, why they worried 'bout me?
Yeah, what they worried 'bout, what they worried 'bout (I dunno, I dunno)
Yeah, what they worried 'bout, what they worried 'bout (Oh, worried 'bout)
What they worried 'bout (Us), what they worried 'bout (Us, uh, uh)
What they worried 'bout (Us), what they worried 'bout (Us, uh)

[Chorus: Trippie Redd, 03 Greedo]
Baby, you know the damn plan
You, you, and you, and your best friend
Get over here like a Texan
Hallelujah, yeah, that bitch gave me blessings
Sat back and watched all the flexin'
Then I got in to finessin' (Finessin')
Wonder why my pockets stressin' (Stressin')
While my brother said "Stick to the damn plan" (Oh)
[Verse 2: 03 Greedo]
They call me "Greedy" 'cause I'm really with the extras
Locked in, [?] like a Tesla
I got [?] slimers all flexin' like a wrestler
Brand new AR pistol hit this n***a from the dresser
I'm the type of n***a to [?]
Screamin' out "Free Greedy" but they never send no bread to me
I just hit a famous freaky [?] bitch [?] dead to me
Said she wan' a feature, all she did was give that head to me (Oh, yeah)
Straight up, paint her face in makeup (Yeah)
[?] that was an Equinox, had to get my weight up
They been call me "Greedy," I been eating, I'ma fuck the plate up
I got [?], they released me, finna fuck the state up
I had to turn [?] just so I could stay tucked
I shoot these n***as like Clippers if they try to fade us
I got the scope atop the striker, everything in sight
We got these n***as wishin' they could bring their [?] back to life, uh

[Chorus: Trippie Redd]
Baby you know the damn plan
You you and you and your best friend
Get over here like a Texan
Hallelujah, that bitch gave me blessings
Sat back and watched all the flexin'
Then I got in to finessin' (Finessin')
Wonder why my pockets stressin' (Stressin')
While my brother said "Stick to the damn plan" (Oh)