Plottin' (feat. Ill Chris)

Hey boy, it's Cold

Rub my hands together you know what that means

That I’m plottin’, plottin’, plottin’, plottin’

Every time your boy walk up on the scene I be

Plottin’, plottin’, plottin’

I be plottin’, schemin’, making moves

I be plottin’, schemin’, making moves, making moves

Finesse to the top

Finesse, take your spot

Plottin’, schemin’, making moves

Oh yeah, look at the moves

Uh yeah, Jacksonesque

Kill the game a couple times

But I swear to God Jay Park

Is a pacifist

Anything that cross my mind

I do it mother fucka you can

Watch it all manifest

If you can’t understand the words

I’m sayin’ put it simple

Mother fucka yeah I am blessed

How many people I have

I done try to put on

When people have tried to

Pull one on me

Who’s the homie

Who’s the phony

Why they call me actin’ sorry?

Gotta focus

Keep my head straight

Out of focus too much dead weight

On my hustle I’m up way late

Too much muscle

Where’s my red cape? Uh

So many distractions

Girls shaking their asses

But I ain’t complaining

Still ready for weigh-in

I’ll put it in lamens

Mother fucka yeah

I’m a boss I can’t lose

It’s not the way I walk what’s

Important where I’m walking to

Rub my hands together you know what that means

That I’m plottin’, plottin’, plottin’, plottin’

Every time your boy walk up on the scene I be

Plottin’, plottin’, plottin’

I be plottin’, schemin’, making moves

I be plottin’, schemin’, making moves, making moves

Finesse to the top

Finesse, take your spot

Plottin’, schemin’, making moves

Plottin’ schemin’ like I’m on a court

Ballin’ shake ‘em right up out they shorts

Nordies, Neimans when I’m in New York

Scrape ’em like the gum off the bottom of my Force

Lot of haters really tried to stop my path

Me and Ski in different states

They will never cop this bag

Swear to God they bop me too

New Raf Simons bought me 2

Hate on my swag copy too

But they game is sloppy too

Bet they girlfriend want me too

Bet they wanna pop me too

Cocky cocky logics dude

When I was hatin’ dejavu

I’m not sorry dropping clues

Slammin’ dudes onyx two

I was high off chronic 2

Laughing at you haters lose

I feel you Jay

Did a lot of shit for these motherfuckas man

That’s all good though

They can just watch us get to the top

But I don’t even care I’ll probably

Still bring ‘em with me cuz I know I was right

They gon’ be mad cos they wrong

So they will have to live

With that and it’s longer, ya dig?

ILL Chris

Jay Park

Plottin’, schemin’, making moves

I be plottin’, schemin’, making moves

I be plottin’, schemin’, making moves

I be plottin’, schemin’, making moves