Correction Lyrics Out The Plaq by P Yungin

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(Ayy, Blok, crank it up)
(Yo Vicky)
Yungin out that Plaq, for real (Out that plaq, for real)
Yeah, yeah, Yungin out that-, mm-mm
Uh, uh, uh, yeah

Yungin out that Plaq, for real
You know that he keep a steel
You know that he bound do to a kill
F**k who said I'm reppin' off it, then pu**y b*t*h, I'll take your wheel
And f**k that pu**y dead a** n***a, yeah, he got stuck in the year
N***a pop out on you, leave you dead, now your momma sheddin' tears
"Yungin how you been living?" B*t*h, I just came from Cali
Choppa long like a dinosaur, but this is not Jura**ic
They pull out phones when they see me, but when I catch them, it's havoc
I f**k the b*t*h before I left and I pray for it, think that's magic

Gun him down with that Glock, lil' b*t*h, I fill 'em with the whole clip
Don't disrespect PY, you seen the last boy, he got pilled
Put them Slimes on your a** and after that, it's over with
Make you think it's a horror movie, but make your f**king shoulders twist
I'm out that Plaq, I'm bound to blitz
Lil' one steady talking, he a b*t*h
You was just pulling on that click
Yeah, he want beef, well b*t*h, let's get it
Catch 'em bullets ripping through his skin
Steady laughing at you and your friends
Stretch 'em, you the last one to stand, after that blowing off your chin
Yungin out that Plaq, for real
You know that he keep a steel
You know that he bound do to a kill
F**k who said I'm reppin' off it, then pu**y b*t*h, I'll take your wheel
And f**k that pu**y dead a** n***a, yeah, he got stuck in the year
N***a pop out on you, leave you dead, now your momma sheddin' tears
"Yungin how you been living?" B*t*h, I just came from Cali
Choppa long like a dinosaur, but this is not Jura**ic
They pull out phones when they see me, but when I catch them, it's havoc
I f**k the b*t*h before I left and I pray for it, think that's magic

I don't give no f**ks, you play with me and you get bust up
This b*t*h, she say she love me, but PY know I don't trust her
Glizzy me, I bust you up, and yeah, your soul gon' get the f**k up, bruh
He cut his dreads because he went up on the scene and left 'em f**ked up
Lump start hitting dope in front of me, I was twelve going on thirteen
I'm out my mind, no, I don't speak, we keep them choppas while we speed
You send a threat like him, you bleed
Wish I could take it back when Trent was staying with Josephine (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

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