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ralfy the plug - all i know lyrics

[intro]
(viper)
(jim james, that’s my dj)

[chorus: ralfy the plug]
“ralfy, why you always talkin’ money?” ’cause that’s all i know
gave her good d+ck, now she on the ‘gram talkin’ ’bout she glowin’
wake up every day and get the bag, that’s all i’m promotin’
an ugly b+tch up a fifty+piece, got it all off hoein’
“ralfy, why you always talkin’ money?” ’cause that’s all i know
gave her good d+ck, now she on the ‘gram talkin’ ’bout she glowin’
wake up every day and get the bag, that’s all i’m promotin’
an ugly b+tch up a fifty+piece, got it all off hoein’

[verse 1: ralfy the plug]
an ugly b+tch up a fifty+piece, got it all off hoein’
she got a pound of makeup on her face, b+tch talkin’ ’bout she glowin’
quick to shred a n+gga like wolvеrine, sometimes i’m logan
good sеntient oil back massage, sometimes it’s lotion
i done spent a hundred racks just on potion
thirty+piece on a watch left my wrist on frozen
he bought a big+ass fake chain, the b+tch still ain’t noticin’
i can’t listen to your music ’cause it’s a whole bunch of bogus sh+t
my opps drunken on crush, we smokin’ gas and codeine seals
they like, “i only want the drugs from the stincs” ’cause we know they real
n+gga lyin’ like he high, he off sprite and codeine, pills
the plug on the ‘gram flexin’ his jewels like show and tell, the plug
[chorus: ralfy the plug]
“ralfy, why you always talkin’ money?” ’cause that’s all i know
gave her good d+ck, now she on the ‘gram talkin’ ’bout she glowin’
wake up every day and get the bag, that’s all i’m promotin’
an ugly b+tch up a fifty+piece, got it all off hoein’
“ralfy, why you always talkin’ money?” ’cause that’s all i know
gave her good d+ck, now she on the ‘gram talkin’ ’bout she glowin’
wake up every day and get the bag, that’s all i’m promotin’
an ugly b+tch up a fifty+piece, got it all off hoein’

[verse 2: r3 da chilliman]
pop out, chase an opp down, that’s all i’m promotin’
he gon’ be a bum his whole life ’cause he don’t got no motion
been countin’ money all night, b+tch, my fingers throbbin’
why is he on insta with the beef if we know who shot him?
[?] my jeans, b+tch, you can’t tell ’cause my pockets swole
we gon’ shoot that sh+t up if we get the lo’
gettin’ money, b+tch, i’m ballin’, that ain’t up for discussion
if my cousin from the opps, then pop a cousin
fully chops and glocks with switches inside the mattress
got percocets and codeine in the kitchen cabinets
money in every single pocket, too much cash on me
he scared i’m finna f+ck the b+tch, so he bashful

- ralfy the plug lyrics

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