Plottin'

[Intro: Vince Staples]

Alright, Alright, Alright, Alright

[Verse 1: Vince Staples]

Hug the hammer like a proud parent

Cause I done heard more gunshots then crowds cheering

Followed up by loud sirens, moms cryin'

Non-violence just means you scared nigga

It's just the slave in him

Puttin' in that work see we was made winners

I started just like you but times change

When you running from that time

And that case sittin'

And Smalls got caught cause he ain't kill him

He inside and they ain't so how they ain't snitchin

You going hard in the paint but see the plays missing

Snakes hissing in the grass but you can't hear them

Round here life too hard to be god fearing

Con can't work no job, so con rob nigga

Good guy call up cop so cop got stitchin'

Palms itchin', That thang loaded

And we ain't playing no games with it

I stay on it it's Coldchain nigga

[Hook]

Mama knows I ain't living right (right)

But my pockets ain't sitting right (right)

So I'm riding with the choppa on me

Catch him slippin

Gotta get him

Cause they plottin on me

They plottin on me

Money coming friends going so I got it on me

I'm riding with the choppa on me

Get it crackin never lacking cause I got it on me

[Verse 2: A$ton Matthews]

Can't stop won't stop

Drug traffick though the roadblocks

Put your main bitch on nose watch

I run the field with two twins they both Glocks

And they gon knock I slang pussies and dome mops

(Oooh) I practice what I preach huh?

Young savage in these streets huh?

Set up where you sleep huh?

And if you ain't in it then we settle for yo niece huh?

Get off in that Nissan schooooo

I'm numb to the homicides

Ain't no love for the other side we let'em fly

Young killers on a ride you choose a side

You do the snitching we do the crime

We do or die

Seen it all but my place in heaven

Or am I hell bound

Cause I cover your momma screaming with shell sounds

Get down or get laid down

Cutthroat, spray where you hang 'round (motherfucker)

[Hook]

Mama knows I ain't living right (right)

But my pockets ain't sitting right (right)

So I'm riding with the choppa on me

Catch him slippin

Gotta get him

Cause they plottin on me

They plottin on me

Money coming friends going so I got it on me

I'm riding with the choppa on me

Get it crackin never lacking cause I got it on me