Solid Plan Lyrics By Action Bronson, Larry June, The Alchemist On Larry June English 2023. Best Hip Hop, Rap Song Solid Plan Lyrics in Hindi & English Originally Released on YouTube. Solid Plan Song Sung By Popular Singer Action Bronson, Larry June, The Alchemist, Music Composed By Larry June, and Lyrics Of This Song Are Written By Larry June. Solid Plan Full Song Lyrics By Action Bronson, Larry June, The Alchemist. We Offer Amazing English Songs Lyrics Only on WoLyrics.com
Solid Plan Details
| Vocal/Singer | Action Bronson, Larry June, The Alchemist |
|---|---|
| Music Comsposer | Larry June |
| Lyricist | Larry June |
Solid Plan Lyrics Action Bronson, Larry June, The Alchemist
Mhm
We did it all for the bankroll
All for the motherfuckin’ bankroll (uh)
Like Carlos Slim, I’m doin’ numbers, makin’ it quick (damn, check)
Apollonia on my plate, quick weekend trip
Closin’ deals behind bulletproof tint (man)
He probably did it, but, nigga, not like this (check, uh)
In Mexico with a chemist at Four Seasons just chillin’
I might cop me some art, the architecture is different (uh, yeah)
We gotta play this shit smart, we in a whole ‘nother region
Niggas didn’t believe it until I gave ’em a reason
Stash spot in the trap house, I’m unpluggin’ the freezer (uh)
Residue on the counter, I’m callin’ my house Keebler
Bankroll on the nightstand, I’m cleanin’ my sneakers (man)
I need that Lamborghini yacht thang for the season
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
The streets don’t love you, nigga, get some bread (uh, man)
Stop complainin’ my nigga, go hard instead (damn)
Invest in yourself, fuck what they said (yeah, fuck what they said)
You can accomplish anything with a solid plan (check, solid plan)
Special Queens shit
You already know, you already know ((uh, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
It’s me, it’s me (uh, with a solid plan)
How many fucking more things you want me to stay? (Damn)
Huh? (Check)
It’s me (ayy, ayy, with a solid plan), uh (it’s me)
Sunk in the seat, Sopranos, seasons three (uh)
Your bitch don’t even know how to season meat (what a fuckin’ shame)
I’m in a brand new Cherokee, I don’t worry ’bout freezing sleet (uh, nope)
Sneeze in the face of your Jesus piece (ah)
My brother Teddy made the fleece I’m wearin’ (uh)
Now they got AI that could turn me into A.I. (Iverson)
Motherfuckin’ NBA Live (uh-huh)
Guns N’ Roses in the five CD changer in every single one of my F5’s
Bitch, I’m a top ten scholar (uh-huh)
But you know, I did it all for the nookie (the what?)
The nookie (uh-huh)
The dopefiend’s jacket said, “Cookies” (cookies)
And I could tell by how he moved his rook he was a rookie (uh)
She hid the Mickey Mantle ball inside of her big pussy (damn)
1952, it was the rookie (it was)
I cried when Tony killed Pussy (I did)
But that’s what happens when you go against the family (uh)
You’ve been handled handily (uh)
Three Italian men in the bow of the boat hammer squeezin’ (ah)
Sleep with the manatees (uh)
Shit, man (uh), it’s me (ayy, ayy)
You can accomplish anything with a solid plan (check)
(Solid plan, damn, check, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
With a solid plan
They know, shit normal, you know I’m sayin’?
Look around, shit, donuts and shit
Whole lotta shit goin’ on ’round this motherfucker
