[Verse 1]
Met the plug on Ogontz Ave, hoodie low, no chain,
He the plug with the fire, had the block in his name.
Talk that money in code, don’t say no cane,
He the plug to the life, got me switchin’ my lane.
Fronted two bricks, said, “Flip, don’t fuck up,”
Now I’m the plug in the mix, big knots, no luck.
Keep the plug close, can’t trust these fucking clowns,
Wrong plug turn snitch, now you jail-bound.
That jawn slid through, big bag, no chat,
Street-smart jawn, said, “Move quiet, don’t rat.”
From ghetto to the penthouse, now I’m bossin’ up proper,
Every plug taught me somethin’—who’s real, who’s a hopper.
[Hook]
Yeah, the plug made me, broke bread, fed my grind,
Every plug was a test, had to read the sign.
If the plug ain’t solid, you gon’ bleed in the game,
Keep the plug tight, that’s respect on the name.
[Verse 2]
Now I’m flyin’ down Broad in a matte black Lambo,
Doors up, stuntin’ crazy, pockets lookin’ like Brando.
This Lambo loud, make the ground straight quake,
The Lambo paint wet, lookin’ like a Philly lake.
Whole damn hood watch when the Lambo slide,
Couple fucking haters mugged up, yeah, that’s Philly pride.
Pedal to the floor, can’t tame this beast,
The Lambo scream loud like the sound of the streets.
One thick jawn hop in, said, “Damn, this mean,”
Other jawn text quick, “You stuntin’ too clean.”
The Lambo ain’t wheels, that’s blood and grind,
Every Lambo mile rewinds my climb.
[Hook]
In the Lambo, city small, but the hustle big,
Every Lambo lane remind me how I did that gig.
From a pack to a bag, now I’m bossed up mean,
Lambo flex born from the plug’s old dream.
[Verse 3]
Got a bad jawn, thick, talk slick, no fear,
Bad jawn ride for me, keep the thang right near.
She a bad jawn, attitude raw as the ave,
Cuss you clean out, then help me stash what I have.
A bad jawn loyal, ain’t flinch through the smoke,
Held me down when them broke-ass dudes went ghost.
This bad jawn got game, ain’t chasin’ no fame,
Said, “We gon’ eat, baby, we ain’t built the same.”
Another bad jawn tried, got curved real quick,
My bad jawn bossed up, she the realest chick.
[Hook – Bad Jawn Energy]
Every bad jawn need a hustler that’s real,
Every bad jawn want the bag and the steel.
Ride or die bad jawn, she my match and my crime,
She the reason the Lambo and plug both shine.
[Break]
[Outro]
The plug lit the lane, the Lambo proved the win,
The bad jawn by my side made me born again.
From Ogontz Ave to West, every move had a stitch,
Plug, Lambo, bad jawn—that’s that Philly glitch.
One jawn for the grind, one jawn for the flex,
One jawn held it down when life got complex.
So I fucking toast to the trio that made me this rich—
The plug, the Lambo, and my bad jawn—Philly grit, no switch.
[End]
Denway
