3MFrench
Game Plan
[Intro]
(M-M-M-M-Money Musik)

[Chorus]
I-I-Iced up but I'm a hot n***a (Iced up)
Trap star, drop 5 up in the pot, n***a (Trap-Trap)
Whip it up, watch the 9 pack lock, n***a (Whip-Whip)
Chip it down, and chip it down, and count my guap, n***a (Keep countin')
I take flights outta town to the Dot, n***a (OT)
I'm in the mall blowing money nonstop, n***a (Keep countin')
Penthouse livin' but I'm from the block, n***a (Block, n***a)
And I keep it on the waist, on kotch, n***a

[Verse 1]
Fuck a new friend, blowin' with the same mans (Facts)
3M to the top as the label is the game plan (We comin')
N***as broke, why you poppin' off the same bands?
My homie slide though, make sure we hit the name brands
Only real n***as with me, can't rock with wastemans (Facts)
Young boss outta town, really tryna chase bands (Trap-Trap)
Whip up the coke in the pot, really watch it breakdance
And now I'm eating good like when a family when they break fast
I be in the kitchen whipping (Whip, whip), check the wrist game
Young boss, chain down, 25 on the wrist game (Jheez)
In the foreign, with it in stacks when we switch lanes (Skrrt-Skrrt)
Say less, gang, and fuck the cops, we don't give names (Sayless)
Its triple everything, money over everything (Facts)
I'm married to the streets and I ain't got no wedding ring
We don't go to clubs if my n***as can't get it in (Facts)
Money Making 'Malis and all my n***as get it in (Real shit)
She on the kid, she on the kid 'cause I got sauce, n***a (Ooh)
Fuck n***as, triple M world, it's only us, n***a (Real shit)
Throw a couple of bands when I'm turnt in the club, n***a (Turnt up)
Used to be down but now she on me 'cause I'm up, n***a (Up, n***a)
[Chorus]
I-I-Iced up but I'm a hot n***a (Iced up)
Trap star, drop 5 up in the pot, n***a (Trap-Trap)
Whip it up, watch the 9 pack lock, n***a (Whip-Whip)
Chip it down, and chip it down, and count my guap, n***a (Keep countin')
I take flights outta town to the Dot, n***a (OT)
I'm in the mall blowing money nonstop, n***a (Keep countin')
Penthouse livin' but I'm from the block, n***a (Block, n***a)
And I keep it on the waist, on kotch, n***a

[Verse 2]
Ten chains on, can't hold my neck up (Facts)
Remember when I was broke, and now I got my bread up
Young boss n***a with no co-sign and I'm next up
And I got hitters, that's facts, you gon' respect us
I-Iced up, dropped 8 on my Rollie (Swish-Swish)
Started from a 2 to a 4 like I'm Kobe (Kobe)
I'm hot, now everybody claim they know me (Who's that?)
I promise you won't live long if you owe me (Headshot)
The way I pull up in foreigns, you'll think it's rap money
Trap money, fish a pack, kick back, relax money (Haa)
Money Making 'Malis, and all my n***as stack money (Triple M)
If he ain't fucking with the movement, get back homie (Stay back)
Walk around the city like it's safe, get a strap homie
Can't lack homie, in the trap counting crack money
[Chorus]
I-I-Iced up but I'm a hot n***a (Iced up)
Trap star, drop 5 up in the pot, n***a (Trap-Trap)
Whip it up, watch the 9 pack lock, n***a (Whip-Whip)
Chip it down, and chip it down, and count my guap, n***a (Keep countin')
I take flights outta town to the Dot, n***a (OT)
I'm in the mall blowing money nonstop, n***a (Keep countin')
Penthouse livin' but I'm from the block, n***a (Block, n***a)
And I keep it on the waist, on kotch, n***a

[Outro]
(M-M-M-M-Money Musik)