implying that - ralfy the plug lyrics
[intro]
(man, is that yori?)
(thank you fizzle)
(smoov, what’s good, baby?)
[chorus]
you say i’m goin’ broke? b*tch, why are you implyin’ that?
stop playin’ with me, martial arts, i boost two hundred racks
two chains, three watches, no cap, i got a hundred facts
you can’t come around gang and them ’cause you hung with rats
you say i’m goin’ broke? b*tch, why are you implyin’ that?
stop playin’ with me, martial arts, i boost two hundred racks
two chains, three watches, no cap, i got a hundred facts
you can’t come around gang and them ’cause you hung with rats
[verse 1]
big money ballin’ on n*ggas, stincs brung that back
i remember the first time when n*ggas started braggin’ ’bout the cars we crashed
you thought i was goin’ broke? b*tch, why are you implyin’ that?
i’ve been gettin’ racks, still gettin’ racks, i’ma die with racks
you thought you was f*ckin’ with me? why would you lie like that?
in the county from count to count shootin’ dice for snacks
f*ck 12 and the n*ggas that told, bring the lifers back
you keep big extra’ed out ruler clips inside the straps
this a compact xd folded, let you know size don’t matter
[?] b*tch, ralfy, ’cause it’s my mind over sh*t that don’t matter
i’m only interested in money and sh*t that don’t matter
n*ggas bums and we still eatin’ steaks on big old platters
’til you get on my level, you gon’ need a big old ladder
hangin’ with the plug, i turn his head to county jail brain matter
them other n*ggas in the city ain’t factors
them violent n*ggas you see me with ain’t actors
the plug
[chorus]
you say i’m goin’ broke? b*tch, why are you implyin’ that?
stop playin’ with me, martial arts, i boost two hundred racks
two chains, three watches, no cap, i got a hundred facts
you can’t come around gang and them ’cause you hung with rats
you say i’m goin’ broke? b*tch, why are you implyin’ that?
stop playin’ with me, martial arts, i boost two hundred racks
two chains, three watches, no cap, i got a hundred facts
you can’t come around gang and them ’cause you hung with rats
[verse 2]
you thought i was goin’ broke? b*tch, why are you implyin’ that?
n*gga whipped out a ghost gun, he gon’ die with that
what you want, coke? b*tch, why you actin’ high like that?
i ain’t enough, b*tch, why would you try like that?
[?] told and he a b*tch, why would you side with that?
both of my wrists and my neck broke, tell ’em lie on that
a ten*piece on me right now, tell ’em lie on that
just because you goin’ broke, i ain’t stop applyin’ that
you get ten percent from the labels, i get a hundred of that
he did twenty million streams and only got twenty racks
i can do five million streams and probably get thirty racks
i was finna go and buy another watch, tell ’em lie on that
my coupe really got the a/c that work, you can’t ride in that
my old five tinted up in pollen, you gon’ die in that
a hundred thousand up whip, you’ll never ride in that
[?] mention pastor ralfy, just make sure you apply the facts
[chorus]
you say i’m goin’ broke? b*tch, why are you implyin’ that?
stop playin’ with me, martial arts, i boost two hundred racks
two chains, three watches, no cap, i got a hundred facts
you can’t come around gang and them ’cause you hung with rats
you say i’m goin’ broke? b*tch, why are you implyin’ that?
stop playin’ with me, martial arts, i boost two hundred racks
two chains, three watches, no cap, i got a hundred facts
you can’t come around gang and them ’cause you hung with rats
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