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ralfy the plug, ketchy the great & rx peso - bad guys lyrics

[intro: ketchy the great]
(i get my work from the narco)
skrrt+skrrt+skrrt (ayy)
skrrt, skrrt
skrrt (d+mn, ayy)
skrrt, skrrt

[verse 1: ketchy the great]
i pull up 911, quick to call up 12 on me
i smoke exotic by the pound, smell like a bale on me
i catch a case, i’m postin’ bail, i ain’t gon’ tell on ’em
a dirty shift at taco bell, i’m droppin’ sh+lls on ’em
i drop an opp and bleed the block, i fishtail on ’em
i got a thot servin’ a tw+t, i trapped tailed on ’em
i’m dirty and i copped too high to dry, you know i had to mail somethin’
i’m spendin’ off+white like i got fishscale on me (drip, drip, drip)

[verse 2: rx peso]
i just lifted my rolls with a bale on me
they think i came from h+ll, i got a spell on me
just f+cked this b+tch from yale, she got good head on her
this drip, i drip for rеal, it’s not for sale, homie
just hit up ralfy the plug, likе n+gga bring them drugs
you know i keep them cups, codeine inside the club
how n+ggas bang the thugs, better keep away your plug
we hittin’ for them tons, been throwin’ it inside the club
[verse 3: ralfy the plug & ketchy the great]
got all this d+mn mud, i popped a seal on ’em
hm, can’t take a n+gga through john’s ’cause he gon’ tell on ’em
my n+ggas off the drugs, tryna k!ll somethin’
hm, yeah, i’m fresh out the pen’ but i’m still thuggin’
how you gon’ play ball if you got a wack jumper? hm
i hit his b+tch from the back like i’m brian pumper
break a b+tch heart and now i’m the bad guy, huh
your ass ain’t gon’ get nowhere with them wack rhymes (ayy)

[verse 4: ketchy the great]
how i break a b+tch? ’cause i’m the bad guy
holy water on my wrist, got baptized
i’ll pull out the chop and pop an opp and leave him crucified
dirty soda sippin’, you won’t catch me drinkin’ sanitize
he a p+ssy n+gga, yeah, that boy got no nine lives
connected to the plug, you’d think peso was the wi+fi
got your baby mama suckin’ d+ck, she got good brain like einstein
trippin’ off that little bitty b+tch, i’ll pull up with a glock 9

[verse 5: ralfy the plug]
he a lame n+gga, his whole family got loser ties
b+tch, you gon’ f+ck the homie or not? that’s for you to decide
it’s like djk ain’t die, they got nine lives
all my homies pistol totin’, b+tch, we are not fightin’
so all that fake thinkin’ you sugein’, you mike tyson
gon’ get your ass flatlined, b+tch, call it bad timin’
high school dropout, but b+tch, my neck icy
n+ggas i was thuggin’ with since kids were my d+mn crimees, the plug
[verse 6: rx peso]
pull out them b+tch, this n+ggas get to runnin’ (blrrt, blrrt)
another opp inside of [?], that sh+t was nothin’
b+tch asked me where i’m sayin’, i just too much money
that n+gga insta’ yappin’, caught him, he was bluffin’ (n+gga insta’, yeah)
ketchy caught him with that stupe, it hold a hundred
they tried to catch me in that porsche, b+tch do two hundred
don’t run in circles on these hoes like an onion
and i ain’t talkin’ to no rappers ‘less it’s about money

[outro: ketchy the great]
i ain’t talkin’ to these
p+ssy+ass, broke+ass n+ggas less it’s ’bout some uchies, you know what i’m sayin’?
pops on my knots, big guap, talkin’ ’bout
stinc team sh+t, man, ling ling bop for the guap, big knots
spend a while
broke+ass n+ggas out here, man, hatin’
g+y+ass n+ggas, they’re mad, they bums
we know the truth

- ralfy the plug ketchy the great rx peso lyrics

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