

Prompt / Lyrics
Yeahhh… straight out the Ninth Ward - Ninth Ward baby! NOLA Plug in this bitch - who?! Huh? Who? Still the same NOLA Plug! But I been low-key - shhh, yurrr! Hated on by every sus nig ga - SUS! - with no rizz, no drip - dry as toast! No bread, no Lambo - vroom no more, no keys - jingle jingle gone, no yacht, no bussin’ plate - crawfish cold! No lit shows, no exotic bitches twerkin’ on da float - twerk! twerk!… no slay… just raw heater flow, no cap - PERIOD. Even if I wanted to girl - mm-mm, nahhh! Can’t - too busy bag-secin’ - bag it up! - these Creole queens, keep my mind right - sha-na-nah! Nowadays everybody wanna talk like dey slangin’… awww yeah bruh but when dey lips part? Just po’ boy gibberish - aw nem, cher, cap nowhere - but ain’t mean SHIT! Motherfuckers act like dey forgot ‘bout Plug? Tch - FORGOT WHO?! Like da Westbank ain’t still eatin’ gumbo off my scraps - slurp! Buyin’ da same ol’ trap - same ol’ trap! same lil’ burner you had in ‘08? Spin it… spin it! Spin it like da roulette on Bourbon - red! black! Slay! [echo: SLAY!] Forgot about Plug? Nah - dey just sus - SUS! Tryna act like dis plug dried up - dried UP! No cap - cap dead! I spin blocks in a Tesla Plaid - skrrt! heater on da seat - BANG! bussin! Exotic bitches in da back sayin’ oui daddy - oui oui! while I’m flexin’ rizz on da banquette… lit. Lit! LIT LIKE A SECOND LINE! All y’all take dat broke talk back to ya doctor - take it! take it! Stick ya head in a daiquiri machine - blend him! blender style - whirr whirr! Slidin’… on dat bullshit you posted? (what’s dat? DELETE!) Plug lead off da album - what you thought? LEAVE! I’m back, runnin’ NOLA like second lines run Bourbon - throw some beads hoe! BEADS! throw ‘em! Til my lil’ one call me daddy for real - say daddy! I’ma keep bars hotter dan gumbo on boil - boil over! Even if dey hang me from a oak limb - hang me! Hang me! Hang him high! That’s what dey want, right? Yeah Plug too much! So Plug, pass da bleach - pass it! I’ma scrub rap game white like powdered sugar on beignets - sugar! sugar! Fold every crooked trap nig ga like a lawn chair at Jazz Fest - creak! creak! Still rich, still slidin’… still… [Beat switch – 808s knockin’ like a brass band on St. Claude, horns hit!] Ayy, who want the smoke? I’m the roux in the pot, cher – thick! Still stirrin’ the game with a wooden spoon, make it stick – stir! stir! From the Calliope to the Melpomene, I’m the topic – who dat?! Flood water couldn’t wash the plug, I rose like the levee top it – splash! Y’all cappin’ on the ‘Gram, filters heavier than Katrina rain – drip drip! I’m in the trenches with the rebar, still holdin’ weight, no strain – ugh! Exotic bad one from the East, tat on her thigh say “Who Dat” – Saints! She throw it back like a king cake baby, I catch it – no hands! I’m the second line general, tuba in my chest – BOOM BOOM! Parasol spinnin’, white linen drippin’, y’all lookin’ pressed – stressed! Got the mayor on the burner like “Plug, we need that pack for Mardi Gras” Got the mayor on the burner like “Plug, we need that pack for Mardi Gras” – hello? Told him “Pull up to the stoop, cash only, no Venmo, rah” – cash app closed! Sus nig gas hatin’ from the sidelines, sippin’ watered-down Hand Grenades – weak! I’m pourin’ four lokos in the chalice, Holy Grail, y’all can’t fade – untouchable! Rebirth playin’ in my head when I slide through the ward – doot doot! Every bar I spit got brass in it, trumpet solo when I talk – BWAAA! I AM HIM on the banquette, snowballs drippin’ on the curb – brain freeze! Whole city screamin’ “Forgot about Plug?” – NEVER HEARD! Nahhh… run that back one time! NOLA Plug forever, baby – Geaux! Geaux! Geaux! Who dat say dey gon’ beat dem Saints? Who dat? Who dat? Same answer… NOT YOU! Forgot ‘bout Plug? Say it back! FORGOT?! Forgot WHO?! Nahhh… NOLA forever - forever! Be easy - be easy be easy… or don’t, I stay bussin’ either way – pow pow!
Tags
male, rap, trap, deep, booming baritone that’s menacing, raspy, and southern rap slow smooth….
3:05
No
11/20/2025