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when they see us - young bull & ralfy the plug lyrics

[intro: young bull]
(what are you gonna do? you gonna k!ll me, mr. j?)
(what?)
for all you broke*ass n*ggas, man, i know it hurt when you see us
when you see the stincs, n*gga, when we outside blowin’ and sh*t, n*gga

[chorus: young bull]
i know it hurt when you see us
foreign cars, hood trophies, all my n*ggas, we elite
shot a n*gga in the face since he thought sh*t was sweet
young bull keep a stick, keep a drum on me
(i know it hurt, n*gga)
i know it hurt when you see us
foreign cars, hood trophies, all my n*ggas, we elite
shot a n*gga in the face since he thought sh*t was sweet
young bull keep a stick, keep a drum on me
(i know it hurt when you see us, n*gga)

[verse 1: young bull]
i know it hurt
ballin’ on these n*ggas, i still got the same jersey on
in a different lane, ain’t n0body ever put us on
the stincs got you mad, but who cares? n*gga, do somethin’
steppin’ on sh*t, for the oochies, i’m so reckless
i upped another fifty, told him hand over his necklace
i bop susan lee and kim juan, yeah, you guessed it
i know it hurt, yeah, put him on a stretcher, n*gga
[chorus: young bull]
i know it hurt when you see us
foreign cars, hood trophies, all my n*ggas, we elite
shot a n*gga in the face since he thought sh*t was sweet
young bull keep a stick, keep a drum on me
(i know it hurt, n*gga)
i know it hurt when you see us
foreign cars, hood trophies, all my n*ggas, we elite
shot a n*gga in the face since he thought sh*t was sweet
young bull keep a stick, keep a drum on me
(i know it hurt)

[verse 2: ralfy the plug]
i know it hurt when you see us
diamonds on my neck breakdancin’, ain’t hard to see us
even my opps love me ’cause they wishin’ they can be us
we gon’ leave our phones at the crib, so they gon’ ping us
he gon’ put his trust in a b*tch, but she’s an eater
i be mixmatchin’ designers, his favorite shirt a wife beater
i give her good perky meat, b*tches thinkin’ i’m jesus
keep the truth alive, rest in peace to cold demon
n*ggas hate me when they see me makin’ statements up in neimans
don’t play me like i’m sweet, i slap b*tches for no reason
chef ralfy got seasonin’, don’t be talkin’ ’bout what you need from me
you only got two options, that’s money and obedience
time is money, i might freeze my wrist
i’m the g.o.a.t., i don’t need no b*tch
neck and wrist broke, lately, i’ve been on emo sh*t
you don’t know nothin’ ’bout ding*dong ditch
i would stop, but the fiends want tris
b*tches be like, “you ain’t heard the new ralfy? he don’t miss”, the plug
[chorus: young bull]
i know it hurt when you see us
foreign cars, hood trophies, all my n*ggas, we elite
shot a n*gga in the face since he thought sh*t was sweet
young bull keep a stick, keep a drum on me
(i know it hurt, n*gga)
i know it hurt when you see us
foreign cars, hood trophies, all my n*ggas, we elite
shot a n*gga in the face since he thought sh*t was sweet
young bull keep a stick, keep a drum on me
(i know it hurt)

[outro: young bull]
yeah, you know it hurt
yeah, the stincs got you mad, n*gga
yeah, we havin’ it our way, n*gga
2022, n*gga, long live drakeo and long live ketchy, n*gga

- young bull ralfy the plug lyrics

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