FR Tho
Ralfy the Plug
GENRE
(Smoov what's good baby?)
[Chorus: Ralfy the Plug]
For real tho'
When i pull up on this block imma kill em all
For real tho'
You be sipping fake Wock, i got real pour
For real tho'
Bi*** handing me some money now she finna go
For real tho'
You n****s [?] guns we got real pose
For real tho'
Shooter pull up on this block up and kill em all
For real tho'
You be sipping fake Wock, i got real pour
For real tho'
Bi*** handing me some money now she finna go
For real tho'
You n****s [?] guns we got real pose
[Verse 1: Ralfy the Plug]
For real tho'
Fake flexing on the ground, we kicking those
For real tho'
My n****s high up for a dance with sticks and pose
For real tho'
If you rеally want the plug then bring some dough
For rеal tho'
We're just young n****s bragging about expensive clothes
[Pre-Chorus: Ralfy the Plug]
For real tho'
I pull up on yo' block tell him whack a n****
Bi*** i been getting money i ain't acting different
Got this bi*** tryna f*** cuase we're fast and different (the plug)
[Chorus: Ralfy the Plug]
For real tho'
When i pull up on this block imma kill em all
For real tho'
You be sipping fake Wock, i got real pour
For real tho'
Bi*** handing me some money now she finna go
For real tho'
You n****s [?] guns we got real pose
For real tho'
Shooter pull up on this block up and kill em all
For real tho'
You be sipping fake Wock, i got real pour
For real tho'
Bi*** handing me some money now she finna go
For real tho'
You n****s [?] guns we got real pose
[Verse 2: Young Bull]
Searching through your house, yeah i fell in through the window
I found a 100 bands [?] that shit's large nose
Get it from the stinc, or imma get it outta bi***
We been getting money f*** all that EDD shit
Now for real tho'
You n****s broke, spent your mamma rent money all up in my star phone
(mud, mud, mud)
Thought he caught [?] and so i blew his brains out his nose
[Verse 3: GoodFinesse]
I just took the blower out the bears you cant lunch with me
Massage while im driving in the coupe, living comfortably
Racks up in my chain and in my pocket you cannot fuck with me
Blowing molley hot i had to treat him like chicken soup
Draids everywhere, this n**** looking like he mystical
Put him thorugh some pain just like im pulling out his wisdom tooth
Send him to the doctor like a checkup or physical
Damn he going crazy like what the hell in just got into you, im gone
[Outro: Ralfy the Plug]
For real tho'
When i pull up on this block imma kill em all
For real tho'
You be sipping fake Wock, i got real pour
For real tho'
Bi*** handing me some money now she finna go
[Chorus: Ralfy the Plug]
For real tho'
When i pull up on this block imma kill em all
For real tho'
You be sipping fake Wock, i got real pour
For real tho'
Bi*** handing me some money now she finna go
For real tho'
You n****s [?] guns we got real pose
For real tho'
Shooter pull up on this block up and kill em all
For real tho'
You be sipping fake Wock, i got real pour
For real tho'
Bi*** handing me some money now she finna go
For real tho'
You n****s [?] guns we got real pose
[Verse 1: Ralfy the Plug]
For real tho'
Fake flexing on the ground, we kicking those
For real tho'
My n****s high up for a dance with sticks and pose
For real tho'
If you rеally want the plug then bring some dough
For rеal tho'
We're just young n****s bragging about expensive clothes
[Pre-Chorus: Ralfy the Plug]
For real tho'
I pull up on yo' block tell him whack a n****
Bi*** i been getting money i ain't acting different
Got this bi*** tryna f*** cuase we're fast and different (the plug)
[Chorus: Ralfy the Plug]
For real tho'
When i pull up on this block imma kill em all
For real tho'
You be sipping fake Wock, i got real pour
For real tho'
Bi*** handing me some money now she finna go
For real tho'
You n****s [?] guns we got real pose
For real tho'
Shooter pull up on this block up and kill em all
For real tho'
You be sipping fake Wock, i got real pour
For real tho'
Bi*** handing me some money now she finna go
For real tho'
You n****s [?] guns we got real pose
[Verse 2: Young Bull]
Searching through your house, yeah i fell in through the window
I found a 100 bands [?] that shit's large nose
Get it from the stinc, or imma get it outta bi***
We been getting money f*** all that EDD shit
Now for real tho'
You n****s broke, spent your mamma rent money all up in my star phone
(mud, mud, mud)
Thought he caught [?] and so i blew his brains out his nose
[Verse 3: GoodFinesse]
I just took the blower out the bears you cant lunch with me
Massage while im driving in the coupe, living comfortably
Racks up in my chain and in my pocket you cannot fuck with me
Blowing molley hot i had to treat him like chicken soup
Draids everywhere, this n**** looking like he mystical
Put him thorugh some pain just like im pulling out his wisdom tooth
Send him to the doctor like a checkup or physical
Damn he going crazy like what the hell in just got into you, im gone
[Outro: Ralfy the Plug]
For real tho'
When i pull up on this block imma kill em all
For real tho'
You be sipping fake Wock, i got real pour
For real tho'
Bi*** handing me some money now she finna go
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