C4 - Socket & Plug lyrics

[Verse 1: PeeWee Longway] In the trap house, still section nine, got the bricks, still making them birdies fly Pillow talking in the bed 'bout a big dog get your a** put right in a hotbed In the trap, trying to get two for five We don't sell dimes for nines Hit them in the mouth, do it for the Vine f** 12, n***a, we don't eat swine Catch you over, I feel like I'm prime time When 12-o'clock hit, then it's grind time Doo-doo-doo! The mailman ring my doorbell nine times The way I ship it, I know signature mine She Suzie-choosing on my wrist, boy, you blind? The b**h working in a facility line Send out the packages: dime, dime, dime I be telling my P.O. this air time When I piss in the cup, fill it every time f** you, I'll pay the little fine b**h, the little baby not mine Chris Louboutin sticking, porcupine Met Spike Lee, sitting courtside Whipping up the dope, b**h, it's overtime Told the b**h fifty-thousand when she asked for the time [Verse 2: Hoodrich Pablo Juan] Having more blocks than Mutombo Roll with the white and the green with the lime like I'm Rondo Clips, we don't run out of ammo Lit all that good smell sh** like a candle I started out on Candler, [?] no hammer [?] thought it was special And since I got into it with a n***a from the west side I had to throw it up [?] Now I pull up to the west in a new Bentley A fifty-thousand decor to my [?] Got five new b**hes that stay in the kitchen And bringing them cookies like Santa on Christmas They heard I got bales of the mid Swag through the roof, throw a bag through your chimney Trafficking, sending them bricks of them chickens Breaking my digital scale doing [?] Expensive lenses, go see [?] kiss I'm stepping in blood, better call it forensic Talking less than M&Ms And n***a, look at my wrist I could just see one of my little b**hes Throwing the pain and fly with the fishes I could just charge a little extra for shipping The work in front of you like I'm working with business