Plants

*Chorus*
(Yuh)
I'm gunna step on your plants (woah)
I'm gunna step on your plants (yuh)
I'm gonna step on your plants (okay)
I'm gonna step on your plants (huh)
Fuckin' your bitch she a fan (damn)
I'm gonna step on your plants (woah)
I'm gonna step on your plants (yuh)
I'm gonna step on your plants (okay)
I'm gonna step on your plants (huh)
Fuckin' your bitch she a fan

*Verse 1*
(ouh)
I'ma go step on your plants
I'ma go step on your plants
I'ma go fuck on your aunts (fuck)
I'ma go fuck her for days (days)
Fuck her until I get paid (money)
Then go pop up in the whip (skrt)
Take the boys on a trip (boys)
Might need to bring extra clips
And we got the Maserati (masi)
Hit these niggas in the body (body
Hit 'em wit the fuckin' shawty (pow)
Hit 'em until they go dead (dead)
Fill they body up with lead (lead)
Lil pourin' that shit red (blood)
Met your girl guess what she said
(fireboy your ahead)
Yeah fireboy on the beat
Comin' up with straight heat
Don't fuck with the boys at all
Then you'll catch the AK to your feet

*Verse 2*
(woah, woah, Zackian, Zackian, yuh, yuh, yuh)

I'ma pull up in a jeep
I just might fuck on your bitch
I'ma splash on her with tea
Go to New York and see Deez
We goin' like ham and cheese
Fuck that bitch then I leave
I make 30 thousand a week
All I do is smoke that tree

*Interlude*
(Yuh, y'all thought I was done? yuh)

*Verse 2 continued*
It's time to bring it back
Hit your bitch right from the back
100 a stow yeah i'm stacked
That Zuiy kid, yeah he wack
Flow harder that a rock?
This kid ain't hard as my cock
Y'all you know that Yung Pinch kid?
Bets he gets no bitches
That Zuiy kid bouta get bitch whipped
I'ma bouta finish him
Whack ass soundcloud rapper
I rap way faster
Just remember this is just a slaughter (slaughter, slaughter)

*Chorus*
I'm gunna step on your plants (woah)
I'm gunna step on your plants (yuh)
I'm gonna step on your plants (okay)
I'm gonna step on your plants (huh)
Fuckin' your bitch she a fan (damn)
I'm gonna step on your plants (woah)
I'm gonna step on your plants (yuh)
I'm gonna step on your plants (okay)
I'm gonna step on your plants (huh)
Fuckin' your bitch she a fan

*Verse 3*
I'ma step on your plants
Yo bitch give me your rent
I bought your bitch' transplants
You didn't know this bitch
I don't fuck with no snitch
We got no ghostwriter
Our minds are much brighter (brighter, brighter, brighter, brighter)

*Verse 3 continued*
You can't fuck with the boys
Fuck with you like some toys
This verse was a slaughter
My bitch is way cuter
And you smell like hot dog water
It's young Tetchy on the beat
Running through these traps like i'm meat
You cannot compete
Fuck your bitch she a freak
Pussy boy you weak
Bars fire but it ain't my peak
Passing the mic to Kachow
Pay attention as he speaks (speaks, speaks)

*Verse 4*
(HOMIE!)
I like to step on the plants
As you can probably see
Did you know the study of plants
Is called Botany?
(HUH?)
I'm gunna take you with me
We're going back to school
I'll rip your plants apart by the molecule
That's right
Roses are red
And violets are blue
I'm gunna put your plants
Right under my shoe
Plants need a lot of water
And they also need some sun
But I'll take that all away
So your plants better run
(I mean, plants can't actually run because, they dont have shoes)

*Chorus*
I'm gunna step on your plants (woah)
I'm gunna step on your plants (yuh)
I'm gonna step on your plants (okay)
I'm gonna step on your plants (huh)
Fuckin' your bitch she a fan (damn)
I'm gonna step on your plants (woah)
I'm gonna step on your plants (yuh)
I'm gonna step on your plants (okay)
I'm gonna step on your plants (huh)
Fuckin' your bitch she a fan