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macho man - ralfy the plug lyrics

[intro]
(legend made another one)

[chorus]
b*tches, you can’t accept that i’m a dog then you can fall back
i really get money and tote guns, yeah, i’m with all that
that’s a ghost gun, lil’ n*gga, that sh*t gon’ jam
f&n bullets for n*ggas thinkin’ they macho man
b*tches, you can’t accept that i’m a dog then you can fall back
i really get money and tote guns, yeah, i’m with all that
that’s a ghost gun, lil’ n*gga, that sh*t gon’ jam
f&n bullets for n*ggas thinkin’ they macho man

[verse 1]
f&n bullets for n*ggas thinkin’ they macho man
i always keep some sh*lls with beef, i’m the taco man
b*tch, stop postin’ opps on my news feed, that is not your mans
i only like glocks and guns that is not gon’ jam
every day i wake up and get some money, i ain’t got no plan
all these n*ggas wanna be the goat, i’m somethin’ like a ram
i don’t complain to my jeweler ’cause all my diamonds dancin’
i don’t care about no gender, b*tch, get whacked and call it a crime of passion
if you see a janky n*gga with me, that’s just my assassin
n*gga thought he was gon’ get up on the plug, i wasn’t havin’ it
don’t ask me what’s them knots in my pocket, that’s just racks and sh*t
you know the plug ain’t sh*t, i’m a dog, i’m tryna get the racks and dip
in middle school, all i wanted was bread and a bag of chips
b*tch gave me all of her money, not half of it
your whip ain’t even got ac and you mad you in it
everytime i mix match designer, it’s a fashion statement, the plug
[chorus]
b*tches, you can’t accept that i’m a dog then you can fall back
i really get money and tote guns, yeah, i’m with all that
that’s a ghost gun, lil’ n*gga, that sh*t gon’ jam
f&n bullets for n*ggas thinkin’ they macho man
b*tches, you can’t accept that i’m a dog then you can fall back
i really get money and tote guns, yeah, i’m with all that
that’s a ghost gun, lil’ n*gga, that sh*t gon’ jam
f&n bullets for n*ggas thinkin’ they macho man

[verse 2]
please don’t play with gang, lil’ n*gga, we is not no hams
how you paid all that money for your jewelry and it not gon’ dance?
i can show you how to get some money, b*tch, this is not no scam
i had his baby mama in the tele makin’ a lot of bands
how you in the streets with no bail money? get up out them jams
it’s a lot of n*ggas doin’ some tellin’ to get up out them jams
n*ggas actin’ like b*tches, juwanna mann
if your n*gga didn’t teach you how to suck d*ck, b*tch, your mama can
i was maison grace, great givenchy swagger without no status
i’m a dog, b*tch, and i don’t give a f*ck ’cause i’m so childish
why you think the b*tch gave her money? ’cause i’m so talented
i’m from the stinc team, we all winnin’ and i’m proud of it
i only like to hit dime b*tches with low mileages
i ain’t gon’ lie, sometimes, just say sh*t that sounded cool
all the hoes wanna pay me ’cause i’m a stylish dude
i was that one bad n*gga, bullyin’ your child at school
now i’m whippin’ up fullies on clowns and fools
i don’t even know why you n*ggas came to the club with them childish jewels
[chorus]
b*tches, you can’t accept that i’m a dog then you can fall back
i really get money and tote guns, yeah, i’m with all that
that’s a ghost gun, lil’ n*gga, that sh*t gon’ jam
f&n bullets for n*ggas thinkin’ they macho man
b*tches, you can’t accept that i’m a dog then you can fall back
i really get money and tote guns, yeah, i’m with all that
that’s a ghost gun, lil’ n*gga, that sh*t gon’ jam
f&n bullets for n*ggas thinkin’ they macho man

- ralfy the plug lyrics

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