Plenty Sun

Plenty Sun (Explicit) - Ice Spice

Lyrics by：RIOTUSA/Ice Spice/Daniel Mohammadi/Javier Mercado

Composed by：RIOTUSA/Ice Spice/Daniel Mohammadi/Javier Mercado

Produced by：RIOTUSA/Synthetic/UpMadeIt

The beat's so hard I don't even wanna say nothin'

Stop playin' wit' 'em RIOT

He like "Bae you hella fine but you hella young"

I'm like "Baby don't you worry I'm like twenty-some"

He like "Okay so you pop this then you good enough"

On my tiny tongue he put his stommy down

He got plenty funds

Plenty funds

We done hit the strip club he got plenty ones

Plenty ones

We done hit his trap house he got many guns

Many guns

Birdie took a fake Perc' now he got tummy runs

Tummy runs

I ain't got no ******* kids I got hella sons

And you chillin' with a star not just anyone

And you chillin' with a star like it's plenty sun

And I packed the whole zip I got dirty lungs

And I post my fire pics yeah the Getty ones

Damn

Ain't got time for them ******* yeah them ******* bums

******* bums

I ain't got a lot of friends I'm meticulous

All them damn diamonds on me look ridiculous

All them damn diamonds on me look ridiculous

All them damn diamonds on me look ridiculous

All them damn diamonds on me look ridiculous

All them damn diamonds on me look ridiculous

Ridiculous ridiculous

He like "Bae you hella fine but you hella young"

I'm like "Baby don't you worry I'm like twenty-some"

He like "Okay so you pop this then you good enough"

On my tiny tongue he put his stommy down

He know I'm too fine to be single course I got a man

Course I got a man

But you cute I'll **** with you I'll cancel all my plans

All my plans

Put that **** on think he fly he think he Peter Pan

Peter Pan

How are ya ******* mad at me I thought she need a man

Need a man

So what you tryna do

Get me food or some bags and designer shoes

You ain't crackin' till you sign this I got **** to lose

**** to lose

And you munchin' first **** I don't make the rules

Make the rules

And you ask a lot of **** **** this ain't class

This ain't class

You just gotta know I'm bad with a lot of a*s

Lot of a*s

You just gotta know I'm paid with a lot of plaques

Lot of plaques

And I always come in first yeah I'm never last

Never last

He like "Bae you hella fine but you hella young"

I'm like "Baby don't you worry I'm like twenty-some"

He like "Okay so you pop this then you good enough"

On my tiny tongue he put his stommy down

And you chillin' with a star like it's plenty sun