Megan Thee Stallion – Plan B (Audio, Lyrics)

Megan Thee Stallion returns with the piece of music, “Plan B”. The new song was co-produced by Shawn “Source” Jarrett, Hitmaka, Omar Grand & Rob Holladay. Listen, stream, read the lyrics, buy, mp3 download.

Megan Thee Stallion Plan B

It’s a track that first received attention after Megan Thee Stallion took to the Coachella stage last weekend to preview the single to her attentive audience and now “Plan B” has arrived. Megan graced Coachella with her presence and rocked her way through her set by performing her fan favorites, but it was this unreleased track that would cause the Houston star to go viral.

Immediately, fans began comparing Megan’s delivery on “Plan B” to sounds that were staples in the 1990s. She drew comparisons to early Lil Kim and similar women in Rap at the time, and days later, news of the arrival of “Plan B” was shared. It’s unclear if this is a one-off single or if it will find itself on Megan’s next album, but either way, her fans can’t get enough of this sound.

Meanwhile, the public has dissected several lines from “Plan B” and have speculated that Megan may have been rapping about Tory Lanez. However, he is not named in the track nor did she seem to reference the shooting they were involved in, so it seems that the public heard a few fiery bars and attempted to connect the two.

Megan Thee Stallion – Plan B (prod. Shawn “Source” Jarrett, Hitmaka, Omar Grand & Rob Holladay)

Lyrics

[Intro]
Who the fuck you think you talking to, nigga?
Fuck me? Nah, nigga, fuck you, nigga

[Verse 1]
Dear fuck nigga, still can’t believe I used to fuck wit’ ya (Fuck wit’ ya)
Poppin’ Plan B’s ’cause I ain’t planned to be stuck wit’ ya
Damn, I see you still kick it with them opp bitches (With them opp bitches)
I’m the only reason that your goofy ass got bitches (Yeah)
All them hoes wanna look like me (Look like me)
Bitch most likely, only fuckin’ you just to spite me (Ayy, ayy, just to spite me)
But please don’t get it twisted, I ain’t trippin’
I never put my faith in a nigga, bitch, I’ma die independent (Ayy, ayy, woah, woah, woah)
If you was wonderin’, yeah, boy, I’m still that bitch (Still that bitch)
I had to block you but you still gotta watch this shit (Hmm)
‘Cause who the fuck rock it like me? No bra, tight tee (Hey)
Slick back ponytail, feelin’ like I’m Ice-T (Ah)
You know I suck it good, real hood, when you wake up (Real hood, when you wake up)
You know her head weak if she ain’t fuckin’ up her makeup
Damn, I can’t believe I used to let you fuck me (Let you fuck me)
I’d rather be in jail before a broke nigga cuff me (Ayy, ayy)

[Chorus]
Ladies, love yourself, ’cause this shit could get ugly (Shit could get ugly)
That’s why it’s, “Fuck niggas, get money” (Fuck niggas, get money)
And I don’t give a fuck if that nigga leave tonight, because, nigga, that dick don’t run me (Ayy, that dick don’t run me)
You better get on your knees and eat this pussy right before I have another nigga do it for me
Because dick don’t run me, I run dick, nigga, yeah, you’s a bitch (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

[Verse 2]
Mugler suit in my meeting (Yeah), Wagyu steak what I’m eating (Ah)
Makin’ so much money, this nigga dumb if he’s cheatin’ (Dumb if he’s cheatin’)
Bitches watchin’ and hatin’ (Yeah), put that shit in they faces (Shit in they faces)
I buy the whole buildin’, and keep them hoes in they places (Hey, hey, woah)
He submerged in it (Yeah), like a baptism (Like a baptism)
He hit this water, then he comin’ back a real nigga (Ah, ah)
How you want a bitch (Yeah), but don’t wanna work? (But don’t wanna work)
How you want a bitch that you don’t deserve?
Ayy, I should have listened to my first mind
And told your ass “No” the first time (Told your ass “No” the first time)
Tried to spare this nigga feelings, now he think he hurtin’ mine (Ayy)
He cheap, and I be at work while you sleep (While you sleep)
My pussy is the most expensive meal you’ll ever eat (You’ll ever eat)
Fuck you, still can’t believe I used to trust you (To trust you)
The only accolade you ever made is that I fucked you
You a bitch, if you get the chance, I bet you snitch
You’ll never get a chance to tell me, “Come and pack my shit” (Ah)

[Chorus]
Ladies, love yourself, ’cause this shit could get ugly (Shit could get ugly)
That’s why it’s, “Fuck niggas, get money” (Fuck niggas, get money)
And I don’t give a fuck if that nigga leave tonight, because, nigga, that dick don’t run me (Ayy, that dick don’t run me)
You better get on your knees and eat this pussy right, before I have another nigga do it for me
Because dick don’t run me, I run dick, nigga, yeah, you’s a bitch (You’s a bitch, you’s a bitch)