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miss this - ralfy the plug & otm lyrics

[intro: duffy]
(808 kartel, n*gga)
b*tch
(ayy, khalid, slap that b*tch)
(dj flipp, make the money flip)

[chorus: duffy]
back*back, b*tch, i came with a hundiddy
game over, who he hoopin’ with? who want smoke with me?
you ain’t in the field, go on and hang that jersey up, n*gga
cold demon, b*tch, i always got that sh*t on me, ugh
too much fly sh*t, which ‘fit?
just pulled a skit, gotta switch sticks
too exclusive, all the broke b*tches dismissed
the stincs here, you know she ain’t gon’ wanna miss this

[verse 1: duffy]
get into the blue strips, no, we don’t do no small talkin’
i don’t usually drink tris, tonight it got me mud walkin’
lights out, fatties out, [?] got my chain shinin’
he tryna box with me, chop suey, flatline him (sh*t)
i don’t know nothin’ ’bout no k!llers, n*gga, stop askin’
i would diss them broke n*ggas but they don’t matter
givin’ n*ggas passеs, bro, i really can’t imagine
hit the cupid shufflе for me, sh*lls left a n*gga dancin’
swervin’ and smashin’, off the mussle with the action
pippy longstocking with me, i don’t leave without her
thirty*two shots, i made him vanish, it was magic
neck frostbite, why she keep on starin’ at it?
[chorus: duffy]
back*back, b*tch, i came with a hundiddy
game over, who he hoopin’ with? who want smoke with me?
you ain’t in the field, go on and hang that jersey up, n*gga
cold demon, b*tch, i always got that sh*t on me, ugh
too much fly sh*t, which ‘fit?
just pulled a skit, gotta switch sticks
too exclusive, all the broke b*tches dismissed
the stincs here, you know she ain’t gon’ wanna miss this

[verse 2: blue pesos]
n*ggas hittin’ kickflips, backflips, somersaults
all these n*ggas cornb*lls, please don’t try to tell me nothin’
drums hangin’ cleavage out, double d’s, mardi gras
stick meters here, show respect, we the top dogs
i don’t know what’s more blindin’, vvss or these k sparks
psycho michael for this dough, he got bart choked
backseat bandit, she’s a roller and a throat g.o.a.t
it’s guns in the air, all laughs, what’s the show boat? ugh
[?] ninas, gave ’em bubble guts, what you diagnosed with?
my platform bigger than most, ain’t no free promotion
or you don’t call for backup or that’s all she wrote
that’s your big homie, what happened? ’cause he probably know, ugh

[chorus: duffy & saysothemac]
back*back, b*tch, i came with a hundiddy
game over, who he hoopin’ with? who want smoke with me?
you ain’t in the field, go on and hang that jersey up, n*gga
cold demon, b*tch, i always got that sh*t on me, ugh
too much fly sh*t, which ‘fit?
just pulled a skit, gotta switch sticks
too exclusive, all the broke b*tches dismissed (ayy)
the stincs here, you know she ain’t gon’ wanna miss this
[verse 3: saysothemac]
keep your eyes peeled, b*tch, you don’t wanna miss this
if she ain’t payin’ a pimp, she can’t kiss d*ck
francesco f*ck for free, b*tch, go and get tricks
i keep a ho on a blade, f*ckin’ up lipstick
it sound like cash dyin’ when a n*gga stip l!ck
mighty ducks when i’m slidin’ with a big stick
just like madden ’06 when we got hit sticks
it’s like a beyblade, n*gga, how we rip sh*t
my n*ggas carpenters, my n*ggas like to flip bricks
i’m not a p*rn star, i ain’t into flippin’ b*tches
two n*ggas on one ho, man, that sh*t suspicious
fig breakin’ off b*tches, slidin’ in the trenches

[verse 4: ralfy the plug]
stinc team in the buildin’, b*tch, you wouldn’t wanna miss this
i brought pippy with me, so shaneyney throwin’ b*tch fits
exotic cream soda, you wouldn’t wanna mix tris
playin’ with the skateboard p, you’ll get kickflipped
emo vibes in this b*tch with a slit wrist
five*seven bullets and .223s split ligaments
all of my diamonds in my piece legitimate
i’m the g.o.a.t but i be hangin’ in the barn with stick up kids
my life a movie, you wouldn’t believe the sh*t i did
i was in the jail for three years and ain’t sh*t i missed
she like, “why you actin’ like that?” ’cause, b*tch, i’m it
when i’m playin’ with laser beams, n*gga, tag, you’re it
the plug
[chorus: duffy]
back*back, b*tch, i came with a hundiddy
game over, who he hoopin’ with? who want smoke with me?
you ain’t in the field, go on and hang that jersey up, n*gga
cold demon, b*tch, i always got that sh*t on me, ugh
too much fly sh*t, which ‘fit?
just pulled a skit, gotta switch sticks
too exclusive, all the broke b*tches dismissed
the stincs here, you know she ain’t gon’ wanna miss this

- ralfy the plug otm lyrics

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