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gifts & punishment - ralo lyrics

[intro]
yeah, yeah (d*d*d*deano, you play too much)
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah

[verse]
walk inside a walmart with that pistol, i ain’t slippin’, n*gga
they can’t never make me pick a side, i ain’t pickin’ n*ggas
anytime they k!ll one on my side, this sh*t get different, n*gga
anytime it be a homicide, we k!ll the witness, n*gga (h*ll)
where you at? (where you at?)
i swear to god i’ll pay whatever to get his head (to get his head)
i swear to god i make these promises, it’s not a threat (it’s not a threat)
lord, i’m tryin’ (tryin)
’bout to die by my respect (no), i’m sorry, lord (lord)
i ain’t done with n*ggas yet (no)
i get depressed, i gotta get this off my chest (lord)
tell me yes, do i want my opps? yes (lord)
i confess, want his momma in a dress (lord), i confess
hope i k!ll ’em ‘fore they k!ll me, gotta make it to my children
i go take off all my jewelry, go and get in n*ggas’ bushes
all these rap n*ggas’ p*ssies, all they fans overlook it
where’s his chain at? they took it, n*ggas should’ve took his cookie
n*ggas should’ve f*cked him in his ass and put his ass on glass (yeah)
go and talk ’bout that on vlad (vlad), with your old gossipin’ ass (yeah)
do this sh*t here for a moment (moment), do this sh*t like i did homie (yeah)
always kept that sh*t on me (yeah), they ain’t never sh*tted on me (they can’t)
look, they can’t knock me down, they know this sh*t get real, n*gga (get real)
go drop a n*gga, then go hire brian still, n*gga (yeah)
we gon’ take this sh*t to trial, won’t go out like duke and wild (no)
ever since they turnt me up, they cannot turn this n*gga down (nope)
did this sh*t for dominique (lil baby), never been no wannabe (nah)
i would never go against you (never), sh*t on everyone but me
i promise you can count on me (i promise), i ain’t comin’ here to compete (nah)
i ain’t gotta be number one (one), i’m fine with the number three (yeah)
did this sh*t here by myself (self), made ten million from a sale (sale)
before i go outside (side), i’ll die and i’ll go to h*ll
bought my mama house from jail, bought my girl a house from jail
six years later (what?) and i’m still sayin’, “f*ck 12” (f*ck ’em)
ask them who the f*ck cares (no one), this sh*t here ain’t for sale (nope)
i’ma do this sh*t (when?), ’til them people send me upstairs
send my girl another zelle (zelle) ’cause i know the love is there
they cannot take her from me (nope), my b*tch love my underwear (yeah)
pick your side, i go up on n*ggas every time (yeah)
have i lied? i hear crickets, all these n*ggas cry
can’t no n*gga f*ck with me, ain’t no motherf*ckin’ child
i won’t ever be a rat, i say this sh*t here out loud
i walk in this b*tch alone and go against the whole crow
if you didn’t, you know now, i ain’t scared to go down
i ain’t scared of none of this, take whatever come with this
i accept the guilt, n*gga, and i accept the punishment
i’m him
[outro]
ralo, goon
y’all n*ggas gonna stop playin’ with me, n*gga
i ain’t no wannabe friendly*ass n*gga, i don’t need you
i came in this sh*t with everything i need, n*gga
i came in this b*tch ballin’ without you, i’ma leave this b*tch ballin’ without you
ralo, the big one, not the lil’ one

- ralo lyrics

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