Plain Jane
A$AP Ferg

Ride with the mob 
Alhamdulallah 
Check in with me, and do ya job 
Ferg is the name 
Ben Baller did the chain 
Tourneau for the watch 
Presi plain Jane

Ride with the mob 
Alhamdulallah 
Check in with me, and do ya job 
Ferg is the name 
Ben Baller did the chain 
Tourneau for the watch 
Presi plain Jane

Suck a nigga dick or somethin' 
Suck a nigga dick or somethin' 
Suck a nigga dick or somethin' 
Suck a nigga dick or somethin' 
I'mma explain why you probably never seen me 
I'm in a sunken place, no Instagram or watchin' TV 
I think I trade my breakfast lunch and dinner for some kitty 
Please believe me I see RiRi, I'mma eat it like panini 
I go dump up in the bar, hit the walls like graffiti 
Indian burns all up on a nigga wee-wee 
I think I need a foursome, Bella can do Gigi 
It'd be easy if Reneezy hook it all up on the leezy 
I go crazy in my yeezy, Kirk Neezy on the beat 
I told 'em that we finna blow up in the street 
Rappers talk subliminal but they don't talk to me 
Put 'em in a Jersey Shore like Pauly D

Ride with the mob 
Alhamdulallah 
Check in with me, and do ya job 
Ferg is the name 
Ben Baller did the chain 
Tourneau for the watch 
Presi plain Jane

Ride with the mob 
Alhamdulallah 
Check in with me, and do ya job 
Ferg is the name 
Ben Baller did the chain 
Tourneau for the watch 
Presi plain Jane

Suck a nigga dick or somethin' 
Suck a nigga dick or somethin' 
Suck a nigga dick or somethin' 
Suck a nigga dick or somethin' 

Paroliers : Darold Durard Brown / Kirk Knight 
Paroles de Plain Jane © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

Ride with the mob 
Alhamdulallah 
Check in with me, and do ya job 
Ferg is the name 
Ben Baller did the chain 
Tourneau for the watch 
Presi plain Jane 

Yamborghini chain, rest in peace to my superior 
Hermes link could feed a village in Liberia 
TMZ taking pictures causin' mad hysteria 
Momma see me on BET and started tearin' up 
I'mma start killin' niggas 
How you get that tribe 
I attended Harlem picnics where you risked your life 
Uncle used to skim work sellin' Nicks at night 
I was only 8 years old watching Nick at night 
Uncle psycho was in that bathroom buggin'! 
Knife to his guts 
Hope that he don't cut him 
Suicidal doors brought to me with no advisory 
He was pitchin' dummy selling fiends mad ivory 
Grandma had the arthritis in her hands, bad! 
She was poppin' pills like rappers in society 
I fuck yo bitch for the irony 
I'll send Meechy at yo hoe if yo bitch keep eyeing me