[Chorus]
The man with the plan, I ain't playin', I'm 'bout business
Lil' Kodak had to get it off the land, talkin' Disney
You told on your mans, went to sing like you Whitney
Floatin' on a Xan, I swear to God, it got me dizzy
Project baby, I remember eatin' lilly-dillys
Culinary arts, I do my thing in the kitchen
If I go to jail, you n***as will never come and visit
You think she breast feedin' me, how I'm s**in' on her titties
[Verse 1]
I'm paintin' pictures, everythin' I say you see it vivid
Lil' Kodak makin' movies, I have you feelin' like you in it
I don't make no bubblegum music, I spit that real sh**
You don't live this life, when you hear my songs, you'll feel like you lived it
I don't got no lady 'cause these b**hes never like to listen
Gettin' bread every day, I graduated from biscuits
I don't do karate, so why lil' shawty wanna kick it?
The Audi got four rings, it think a n***a in the Olympics
I be money-launderin'
I got zero tolerance
When I get home I gotta hit (baby)
You better be in your lingerie (baby)
[Chorus]
The man with the plan, I ain't playin', I'm 'bout business
Lil' Kodak had to get it off the land, talkin' Disney
You told on your mans, went to sing like you Whitney
Floatin' on a Xan, I swear to God, it got me dizzy
Project baby, I remember eatin' lilly-dillys
Culinary arts, I do my thing in the kitchen
If I go to jail, you n***as will never come and visit
You think she breast feedin' me, how I'm s**in' on her titties
[Verse 2]
Ain't talkin' Disney but I had to get it off the land
When you see me, I'm booted up, ain't talkin' Timberland
No not Boy RD but free my n***as in the can
How can you even sleepin' knowin' that you ratted on your man?
Like a newborn baby, how I'm s**in' on her breast
I got two fingers up her dress and she already wet
I'm calculatin' every move, this sh** like playin' chess
AR-15 with the scope just like I'm Ron Artest
All you b**hes, you can't touch this like I'm MC Hammer
Where were you when I was cuttin' dope with Arm & Hammer?
When I was jumpin' in them houses like I'm f**in' Santa
They send me to the slammer, you won't even send a letter
[Chorus]
The man with the plan, I ain't playin', I'm 'bout business
Lil' Kodak had to get it off the land, talkin' Disney
You told on your mans, went to sing like you Whitney
Floatin' on a Xan, I swear to God, it got me dizzy
Project baby, I remember eatin' lilly-dillys
Culinary arts, I do my thing in the kitchen
If I go to jail, you n***as will never come and visit
You think she breast feedin' me, how I'm s**in' on her titties