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one of the greatest - ralfy the plug lyrics

[intro]
(viper)
(luka, is that you?)

all i do is get the loaf, and smoke dead n*ggas
actin’ like a dough boy, we gon’ take all his bread from him
n*ggas custards, if it’s beef, burger, tell ’em catch up, no mustard
guilty by association, you’ll get stretched out with your brother
b*tch, you a lame b*tch, you be f*ckin’ on uncle tuckers
b*tch, you must be off somethin’ thinkin’ we was finna f*ck without no rubber
i’m a dog, b*tch, you deaf or somethin’? b*tch, i’m not no lover
b*tches be lookin’ at me crazy when i tell ’em i’m not gon’ touch ’em
most of you b*tches be bird brains and they not on nothin’
with some strange people havin’ sleepovers, you gon’ die undercover
the plug just statin’ facts and he don’t lie ’bout nothin’
n*gga, you sidin’ with them n*ggas? you gon’ die with your cousin
we keep fully automatics when we slide in traffic
cannon on my hip, i’m not no actress
triflin’*ass n*gga, i got no manners
tryna get on the plug level, climb a ladder
he tryna rap like me but can’t find a pattern
he couldn’t break the b*tch ’cause he ain’t got no swagger
where you say you was from, n*gga, doesn’t matter
you got b*tches, ralfy? doesn’t matter
i need a sneaky link, not a sneak disser
he be late night creepin’ with weak b*tches
he be h*rny so it’s gon’ be an easy victim
better not play with the plug ’cause he be trippin’
opps mad, late night eatin’ tv dinners
you see how a n*gga whack him, he be with it
maybe in person, they didn’t know that he’d be livin’
diamonds look like the tv trippin’
this a drill beat, this the stinc edition
if it’s beef then it’s beef, just be specific
thought he was tough, n*gga, wait ’til you meet the trickers
i’m ’bout my dough, gang and them’ll chocolate chip you
beams and switches, we not gon’ miss you
you was eatin’ my d*ck, i’m not gon’ kiss you
“ralfy, you petty, but i’m not gon’ miss you”
if you cryin’ about the plug, here’s a box of tissues
what’s in your watch? rocks and igloos
we know you not a thug, it’s just not in you
i’m not with the games, b*tch, i’m not an attender
i can tell your last n*gga was smokin’ pretendo
ralfy, you childish, what is you on?
you need to worry ’bout how you gettin’ home
you broke, n*gga, figure out how to get a loan
i’m a goat, but this b*tch keep tryna get a bone
wake up talkin’ sh*t in the mornin’
you can’t stop me, i’ll pick and roll
’bout my chicken, i’ll put a dinner roll on him
ralfy, you be talkin’ in codes to ’em
it’s finna be a gold summer
play on me, you’ll get the whole hundred
n*gga ain’t gettin’ no money
i wish my haters’d just say they broke and hungry
[outro]
for real, n*gga
you hungry, just say that, n*gga
broke*ass n*gga
sh*t, n*gga, i’ll see you late on rent, n*gga
that don’t mean you gotta be hatin’ on my comments, n*gga
i see you n*ggas wearin’ them same shoes every day, that don’t mean you gotta hate on me, n*gga
if you broke, just say that
for real
you too, b*tch, don’t think we forgot about you
if you broke, just say that, b*tch
you need some money?
don’t ask me, b*tch
better go suck some d*ck or somethin’
yeah, eat that

- ralfy the plug lyrics

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