Rich The Kid - Plain Jane

[Intro: Kanye West Rich The Kid]
(Yeah, yeah)
I let security pull up for you
I'm the only nigga that'll take a bullet for you
(Yeah, yeah)
Plain Jane, I don't even do the bustdown
Skip got that bounce, it go crazy

[Chorus: Rich The Kid]
I went straight to the Masi', ain't have a Honda (Skrrt)
Plug callin' my phone like a baby mama
She won't tell me she love me, I'm fuckin' on her (Fuckin' on her)
Only fuck with a bitch, got a bag on her (Bag)
Always keep 'bout a hunnid in racks on me (Racks)
Always steppin', nobody ain't steppin' for me (Facts)
Hundred racks on a plain jane Rollie
And my pockets blue cheese, they guacamole (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1: Rich The Kid]
Bitch ain't minе, she owned by the streets
Going out sad, that can't bе me
Pussy real good, but it come with a fee
He got a Lamb' but it come with a lease
Look at my neck and wrist on fleek
Choppa bullets sting like Bumblebee
Head real good, don't scrape with the teeth
Work at the bank but she fuck for the cheap (What?)
Finna cop a jet, I need a pilot (Pilot)
Fresher than you, don't need a stylist (Yeah)
Feel like I'm shittin' on everybody (Yeah)
My first car, that was the Maserati (No cap)
Look at my wrist, that's factory
Plain Patek cost two hundred, lowkey (Two hundred, lowkey)
Baby mama tryna put the people on me (What?)
Young nigga shit, I'm still a OG (Rich)