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revival - ralfy the plug lyrics

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[intro]
hm, gang and them

[verse]
i really get some money but that’s some sh*t that you should know about me
f&n always on my hip, how you wanna go about it?
i see you muggin’ but you look like you told on somebody
shots fired, you the type to seen a crime and told somebody
you a n*gga with no say, so you a n0body
i came in here with gang and them, n*gga, f*ck your posse
they don’t respect you in your hood ’cause you ain’t got no bodies
i do this sh*t for money, n*gga, f*ck who don’t like me
you was a nice n*gga, you ain’t have no scuffs on your nikes
fly skater thug, n*ggas knew not to try me
i bet you n*ggas die when you slidin’ if y’all stop hidin’
young fly pilot, she just paid me for guidance
i told her i want some head and brеad, she said, “maybe in private”
i can show you how to gеt some money without scammin’, you wanna try it?
once i fill his ass up with lead, they can’t revive you
spin his block three days in a row like revival
a lot of you n*ggas should’ve went to church, you should’ve read the bible
i know some grown*ass men that be tellin’ me i’m they idol
i used to be a soundcloud rapper, now my sh*t on tidal
if i ever told your ass i wasn’t gon’ cheat on you, i lied to you
i ain’t take all your money on the accident, i tried to
get a n*gga toe tagged and whacked if i don’t like dude
i’m all about my benjamins and bald head caillous
a lot of n*ggas gon’ die for tryna size up my jewels
turn a n*gga to spongebob, don’t think you invincible
anything i said on this song is immensible
hang with a snitch, i can never, i’ma stick to the codes
i gotta keep my heater in la, streets getting cold
safety first, man, these bum n*ggas gettin’ bold
no, i ain’t really smoke that n*gga, he a runner, it was just a song
i ain’t worried ’bout no n*gga tryna be me, it’s just a clone
put an opp six feet deep just to set the tone
these n*ggas actin’ punious, they ain’t never had no money
i’m a sh*t talker, i break b*tches’ heart but they love me
in the studio with wock’ in my cup and it’s muddy
maybe one day you can f*ck me if you get lucky
if i press play, sh*t can get real, n*gga, trust me
i’m a big dog in these streets, you still a puppy
when i mask up to do a drill, don’t need no company
i know he gon’ tell, i don’t care what he seen, i don’t know nothin’
b*tch, i thought i told you i’m a dog, i ain’t no lover
your b*tch is a street d*ck sucker and you cuffed her
if i said i get your ass smoked, it’s not a puffer
i just wanna take her money, you just wanna f*ck her
i’m just tryna get some head, no, i’m not a cuddler
you the type to get some p*ssy then fall in love with her
i’m a dog, i’m somethin’ you don’t want, b*tch, my love hurt
when i wake up, before i get in the shower, i grab my gun first
that ain’t wockhardt in your cup, that’s the wrong purple
i’m a grizzly bear in the streets and you’re a gerbil
if i tell your b*tch, “f*ck gang and them”, that’ll hurt you
you better stop f*ckin’ these b*tches at the club, they gon’ burn you
i can’t have no broke n*ggas ’round me, i’m allergic to ’em
if you slidin’ on an opp, cut this on, this that surgical music
i seen a lot of opp n*ggas in the county in a turtle suit
get you some nice*ass jewelry, what sn*tchin’ purses do, the plug

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