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keep up - ralfy the plug lyrics

[verse 1]
b*tch, you wanna get money, i’m one call away
f*ck love, b*tch, i done had harder days
a pretty broke b*tch, please stay your ass far away
gang and them pull up doin’ skits in broad day
gang and them got chains and whips, we all slaves
gang and them got madden hit sticks, and we all playin’
i been gettin’ money from foreigners that’s caucasian
i’ma have the f&n on my hip on all occasions
i ain’t come here for that p*ssy, i came here for raw facials
i need a b*tch that get that car and do what i say so
blowin’ bands in neimans, havin’ fun, this not play*doh
your b*tch don’t wanna f*ck with your broke ass, you not stable
you n*ggas can keep hidin’ all y’all want, y’all not safe, though
thuggin’ in the county, back to back courts until the case was closed
a couple real ones kept it solid, couple n*ggas wrote statements, though
these n*ggas cotton*soft, i wouldn’t put my faith in bro
gang and them pull up with a chopstick from halo
on his block playin’ tactical like rainbow six
b*tches still actin’ like f*gs with the same old tricks
edd and ppp, pay for b*tches’ ass and y’all broke as sh*t
he lyin’, talkin’ ’bout the plug goin’ broke, but the joke’s on him
he think he f*ckin’ with pastor ralfy, must be sniffin’ coke again
with your b*tch rippin’ through your purse, yeah, i’m the culprit again
losin’ people close to me, this sh*t feel like i’m supposed to win
this a whole lot of free game for you, b*tch, soak it in
at your baby mama house, usin’ up all your son lotion again
a one liter of sprite so i can pour some of this potion in
n*ggas broke and they on beyblades, actin’ like they ain’t supposed to spin
sh*t weirder out here, sometimes i don’t know who’s my friend
long live the great, long live the ruler, i really miss the coaches, man
[chorus]
if it’s the race to the top, i hope you can keep up
i’ma get a million off the splash, i don’t need luck
it’s a lot of numbers on the dash, i hope you can keep up
i’m really only interested in cash, i don’t need love
if it’s the race to the top, i hope you can keep up
i’ma get a million off the splash, i don’t need luck
it’s a lot of numbers on the dash, i hope you can keep up
i’m really only interested in cash, i don’t need love

[verse 2]
exotic b*ttons in the foreign make the numbers on the dashboard geek up
i’m a dough hunter, addicted to cash, i don’t need love
took her money and then gave her a smack on the ass and a weak hug
it’s the race to the top, my n*ggas in foreigns, y’all in buckets, how y’all gon’ keep up?
streets crazy, when you movin’ too fast, god give you speedbumps
ten chains on my neck, b*tches hit they knees like i’m king tut
it’s preposterous for n*ggas even thinkin’ they in the league with us
after you hear that lawn mower on your block, here come the leaf blower
people tellin’ me i got it all, but i be feelin’ like i need more
some of these b*tches goin’ out, just suckin’ d*ck when they get bored
don’t be askin’ me for no money, n*gga, that’s what your b*tch for
never let a n*gga play with you, n*gga, that’s what them sticks for
the plug

- ralfy the plug lyrics

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