Correction Lyrics [Big Tobz & Blittz] Plugged In Freestyle by Fumez The Engineer

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You done know
Locked into Fumez The Engineer, Plugged In
The hardest is back
Normal
It's Zyron Blue, baby
Call

In my German, they calling me a baller (Skrr)
Got me feeling like Özil
I've seen the vids with their man, they're fake
Actors, I ain't never seen a man show real (Truss)
'Round AC real like oatmeal
sh*t, new money, got us watched by the old bill (Word)
Yo, Blittz, come we murder this Plugged In
Any freestyle, we should kill like O'Neal (You know my style)
Talking my name, room full of chat like Clubhouse
Probably 'cah I'm thе MC like Run's House
But he got my namе on a tongue, now (Stop chattin')
It's like man are getting run down (Huh)
It's like who can I trust now? (No one)
Fumin', lost my connect, got me doing Plugged In when my plugs out (p*ssed)

Been hood since books on school clothes
Rev whips and sticks semi-auto, ah
Hustle in any condition
Don't give an FCP like Porto (Ehm)
Awkward, my enemies all broke
See them, they get butterflies in torsos
My man thought we don't shoot here
Got the ting twisted, two cornrows
Bare likkle fish, let me get my whale on
Blow his pride into Smithers (Wha)
Fingers getting Itchy and Scratchy
Don't care about juice, just Wiggum (Mh-hm)
Can't f**k with these crusty clowns
Gang full of Sideshow Bob type villains
Never flex like a Patty
I sell my sh*t, black man with the drugs like Doctor Hibbert
I'm known in a manner
In store, I'm not rapper
Wrote 'till eleven
Just wrote me a banger
It's Christian Dior
It's Dolce & Babbana
This scar on my face feel like Tony Montana
See bro in a whooptie, loadin' a hammer
See him on his J's, make him go to Bachata
(Whooptie)
See him on his J's, make him go to Bachata

Bare goals that man ain't discussin'
Score in style like Aubameyang does it
More time, that's how I'm handling grudges
Bang on a block with a hammer like judges
Mash be bossy, gyally wan' buss it
n***a ain't worth this Cali', I'm puffin'
Do it if it builds wealth and it's constructive
Jump for that coin like Mario brothers

We done booters, good hustlers
I'm not two cuz, stay one above
Wrap tunes up, gyal lovin' us
I could move her, she'll have money now
We trapped too much, we love double up
Bus maneuver, they're pan muller
We don't do drugs, we're just jugglers
Hit wanna move, black governor
I was on an M way doing up mileage
Managing my ting, cutting and swipers
Times that I couldn't get a hold of my drivers
I was on the bands, so I didn't know license
Flex on a grand man's doing up stylist
In the dance, man of blue notes like fivers
Rappers won't copy what I say on a mic'
'Round here, they want bite
Man, I'm moving like Tyson
Talk on your chest, don't hesitate
Them boy hella fake, money man generate
If you get one up on us, don't celebrate
Make dizzy pop and leak his Cherryade
Gyal make my ting seem elevate
Bake me a Penetre, pum-pum regulate
Can't just stab it in any way, if I slide down too deep, that's belly ache
Touch me, kiss me, tease me, please me, shawty, but she wanna bang-bang like Chief Keef
Good gyal said she never had sex before
Well, that's a V gone when we meet
I'm in North, you're a freaky
I'm a hitter in the shot, I'ma get this D-D
Fans wanna see me, what 'cah you know me when you want to buck me for a free show
Even though your friends are still giving you my Febe
Corn on my GG, bad gyal, C-C, tour 'round fefe (Bad gyal)

Get gyal easy (Easy) when I'm with my French gyal
Squirt-squirt, she say "Oui-oui"
I know you pree me, you ain't got a pree ten
I got gyal South, North, West, Eastern (All of them)
My North-West gyal keep actin'
Said she wanna rich, get on your knees then

Bad B wanna know how I'm so OV
Man are still from Bay-B
14 to 16, walk with a stick, we were young boys doing up OAP
Get on my Sai So, meet the floor, don't go like your bros ain't weak
Get rip with a burner with Skeamer and Skore, we will show them we OJB (Guys)

Fumez The Engineer

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