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come get you some - ralfy the plug lyrics

[intro]
(beat that motherf*cker up, quad)

[verse 1: ralfy the plug]
who these nerd n*ggas? i don’t know none of ’em
f&n five*seven clip long’ll put a hole in one
james bond status, what’s up in it? b*tch, a golden gun
with a freak b*tch gettin’ more than some shoulder rubs
b*tch, i’m tryna run up a check, i need more than love
blower to his face, have a n*gga eatin’ metal slugs
plug pack goin’, got a n*gga seein’ h*lla dubs
stop blowin’ up her phone, she with the plug havin’ h*lla fun
shooter in the club stick dabbin’ with h*lla guns
mixin’ up this zaza pack with h*lla runtz
think the plug lackin’, must be high off angel dust
runnin’ up a check, you other n*ggas is just some bums

[chorus: ralfy the plug]
hm, come get you some
if you lookin’ for a pint, i can get you one
need a glock or f&n, i can get you one
hm, come get you some
you say you want a f*ck a stinc? b*tch, i’m the one
hm, come get you some
b*tch, you f*ckin’ with the plug, i can get you drugs
hm, come get you some
[verse 2: fenix flexin]
glocks, f&ns, smith & wessons, we got all of that
[?] flexin, f*ckin’ on your b*tch, why not call her back?
if i f*ck her off this perky, bet this p*ssy get attacked (b*tch)
matter fact, i told her come and slurp me, i just want the neck (ayy)
hol’ up, wait a minute, n*ggas trippin’, i just want a check
all them n*ggas trippin’, ain’t no slippin’, we got poles for that
pillow talkin’ to them b*tches, n*gga, get you gone for that
ralfy say he got a pint of wock’, what you want for that? (pint of wock’)
i just popped a perky, now a n*gga itchin’
b*tch, you chose some pimpin’, go and get the [?]
like i gotta tie my laces, i’m gon’ get to trippin’
turn the opps into some cheetos, we gon’ go and chip ’em (hlrrt)
take his bread like he on keto, we gon’ go and strip him (need all of that, n*gga)

[chorus: ralfy the plug]
hm, come get you some
if you lookin’ for a pint, i can get you one
need a glock or f&n, i can get you one
hm, come get you some
you say you want a f*ckin’ stinc? b*tch, i’m the one
hm, come get you some
b*tch, you f*ckin’ with the plug, i can get you drugs
hm, come get you some

[verse 3: ketchy the great]
ketchup sauce spillin’ on drip and pimpin’ on a b*tch
double cuppin’ got me noddin’ off, mix the wocky with the tris
and when i’m sleep off the drank, you ain’t got catch me layin’ with a b*tch
okay, i got a ‘cat, ain’t wanna play like frito*lay, he get chipped
okay, we pull up with sticks, i step in shanaynay, i’m fishin’
my diamonds, they wet like they fishin’
i’m walkin’ in chrome heart denim
i’m in dior like christian
i’ll cross a n*gga like a christian
these fake trippin’, the chopper cook the beef, i’m makin’ dinner
any one opp puts no talk on the code, they catch him blitzin’
got it snowin’ in the porsche, of course it’s filled with white b*tches
got a light stick ‘ll hit an opp in his head, that n*gga missin’
the plug found some red, i ain’t tryna sell, i’ma f*ck around and steal it
[chorus: ralfy the plug]
hm, come get you some
if you lookin’ for a pint, i can get you one
need a glock or f&n, i can get you one
hm, come get you some
you say you want a f*ckin’ stinc? b*tch, i’m the one
hm, come get you some
b*tch, you f*ckin’ with the plug, i can get you drugs
hm, get you some

- ralfy the plug lyrics

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