Plug
Playboi Carti Lyrics


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Plug, I was juggin', finessin', and flexin', till I ran into the plug
I got the key wrapped up in the Louis V now they call me the plug
I'm out in Guatemala with a quarter million dollars fuckin' with the plug
Touchdown on a nigga for his sack then I brought it to the plug

Finessin', I'm juggin' the plug, in the trap makin' play like a quarterback
Told them dumb nigga I'm takin' your sack, I came up from 1 gram
Now I pull up the blue lamb, hide 'em bricks and Trans-Am
The kitchen done turn into Michael like Jackson, I'm takin' the pint and I'm beatin' it
I'm mixin' the chemical, turn to a chemist and people done call me a genius
I was 13, ran up on the plug, stickin' 'em up for the drugs
Pull off in the wraith and I'm pourin' the pints of the mud
Flipping the pot like white water, I flip but they callin' me Flippa
They callin' my Motorola for zippers, I'm out in Jamaica with strippers
Hunnid band, hunnid band, jugg
Me and Rel Money hit a lick on the plug, mo money, I'mma blow it
Moterola, still whippin' yola, young nigga, they call me the plug

Plug, I was juggin', finessin', and flexin', till I ran into the plug
I got the key wrapped up in the Louis V now they call me the plug
I'm out in Guatemala with a quarter million dollars fuckin' with the plug
Touchdown on a nigga for a set then I brought it to the plug

Bitch, you know I bag it, Raf Simons bag
Perry Ellis bag, call my phone, I bag it
Bought my hoe some Palace, she know that I bag it
Ay yo, Jero, had a bail, he know that I bag it
I'm gon' move that traffic, can't let these opps have it
It's snowing in my attic, it's snowing in my yard
My block too hot for that so you don't want no action
Niggas get to blasting, man down, somebody braggin'
Designer jeans, I cash and let a nigga have it
Probably at Follies or we up at Magic
Ay, bitch, I let em have it
She know that I bag it up, he mad cause she bag it up

Plug, I was juggin', finessin', and flexin', till I ran into the plug
I got the key wrapped up in the Louis V now they call me the plug
I'm out in Guatemala with a quarter million dollars fuckin' with the plug
Touchdown on a nigga for a set then I brought it to the plug

I'm ballin' on you niggas don't nobody fuck wit you cause you a scrub
30 inches on that G body, nigga I don't ride dub, really, im the plug
Kodak, why you do me like that? I just want a lil love, no bitch I'm a thug
Nigga already know what's up, so don't try to dap me up, when you see me in the club
She say baby, you ain't gotta rush, but i already caught my nut
What you expect? I'm booted up
I told her leave her shoes at the door
Better not catch you steppin' on my rug or I'mma wet you up

Plug, I was juggin', finessin', and flexin', till I ran into the plug
I got the key wrapped up in the Louis V now they call me the plug




I'm out in Guatemala with a quarter million dollars fuckin' with the plug
Touchdown on a nigga for a set then I brought it to the plug

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Playboi Carti’s song Plug tell a story of how he hustled to become the plug for drugs. He talks about how he refined his skills and became expert in his craft, being able to get whatever he wants. In the beginning, Carti explains how he was juggin’ and finessin’ but things changed when he got connected to the plug. After that, he was able to get anything he wanted and became the plug himself. Throughout the song, he also emphasizes his wealth, taking a quarter of a million dollars to Guatemala and buying expensive designer bags, shoes and clothes. He emphasizes his power and authority, and warns others not to mess with him.


The song symbolizes the journey of a young man who starts from scratch and makes it big in the drug game. Along the way, he has to develop his skills, take risks and outsmart the competition. Finally, he becomes the plug himself and puts himself in a position of power. Carti’s lyrics tell the story with raw and unfiltered language, reflecting the harsh realities of the drug world.


In conclusion, Playboi Carti's song Plug is a realistic story of the hustle required to become the plug in the drug game. The lyrics show how Carti built his credibility and made a name for himself in the world of drugs. It’s a cautionary tale that shows the potential consequences of getting involved in the game.


Line by Line Meaning

Plug, I was juggin', finessin', and flexin', till I ran into the plug
I was making money through various illegal means until I met the main supplier


I got the key wrapped up in the Louis V now they call me the plug
I hold the main supplier's key and now I'm known as the plug


I'm out in Guatemala with a quarter million dollars fuckin' with the plug
I'm in Guatemala with a large sum of money, conducting business with the main supplier


Touchdown on a nigga for his sack then I brought it to the plug
I robbed someone of their drugs and sold it to the main supplier for profit


Told them dumb nigga I'm takin' your sack, I came up from 1 gram
I informed a person selling drugs that I am robbing them for their stash, and I started with only one gram of drugs


Now I pull up the blue lamb, hide 'em bricks and Trans-Am
I now arrive in a blue Lamborghini and hide my stash in a Trans Am


The kitchen done turn into Michael like Jackson, I'm takin' the pint and I'm beatin' it
I am making drugs in the kitchen and selling a liquid form of drugs


I was 13, ran up on the plug, stickin' 'em up for the drugs
At 13, I robbed the main supplier for his drugs


Flipping the pot like white water, I flip but they callin' me Flippa
I am cooking and selling drugs, and people have nicknamed me Flippa


They callin' my Motorola for zippers, I'm out in Jamaica with strippers
People are calling my phone to buy drugs, while I am in Jamaica with strippers


Hunnid band, hunnid band, jugg
I made a hundred thousand dollars through illegal means


Me and Rel Money hit a lick on the plug, mo money, I'mma blow it
I collaborated with Rel Money to steal drugs from the main supplier, and I will spend the profits


Moterola, still whippin' yola, young nigga, they call me the plug
I am still using my phone to sell drugs and people call me the plug


Bitch, you know I bag it, Raf Simons bag
You know I sell drugs, I have a Raf Simons bag to carry it around


Perry Ellis bag, call my phone, I bag it
I have a Perry Ellis bag for carrying drugs and people call me to buy it


It's snowing in my attic, it's snowing in my yard
I have large amounts of drugs in my attic and yard, like a snowfall


My block too hot for that so you don't want no action
My neighborhood is too dangerous for selling drugs, and you should not try to compete


Designer jeans, I cash and let a nigga have it
I sell drugs to buy designer jeans and will sell it to someone who wants it


Kodak, why you do me like that? I just want a lil love, no bitch I'm a thug
Kodak Black, why did you disrespect me? I don't want love, I'm a tough guy


Nigga already know what's up, so don't try to dap me up, when you see me in the club
People already know who I am, don't try to greet me with a handshake in the club


She say baby, you ain't gotta rush, but i already caught my nut
She tells me I can take my time but I have already reached orgasm


What you expect? I'm booted up
What did you expect? I am high on drugs


I told her leave her shoes at the door
I instructed her to take off her shoes before entering my home


Better not catch you steppin' on my rug or I'mma wet you up
If you step on my rug, I will shoot you




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Written by: CAMERON PITTS, DIMITRI LESLIE ROGER

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@NoJumper

this shit is fire we need Carti on the podcast thoooooo

@dahawnrankins6132

Must happen

@bornelclothing7595

+No Jumper GET CARTI!! S/O TO YOU GUYS FOR HAVING THE DOPEST INTERVIEWS AND MOTIVATING ANG INSPIRING THE YOUTH.

@dalynbozeman355

Frfr

@Discaimervision

+No Jumper Carti and Larry League

@AGKapano

+No Jumper Get Carti and Ian together, shit would be crazy

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@xanderod5629

This song still goes hard as fuck after 7 years

@dzsuzeppe69

the fuck you still here?❤

@DanielP-lr1pu

FACTS

@ayomarco

No cap

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