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ralfy the plug - cyber beef lyrics

[intro]
(we have a k!ller)
(legend made another one)

[verse 1]
gang and them a mob, don’t get whacked, my n+ggas step on sh+t
i play with f&ns, what, you thought i was gon’ wrestle with n+ggas?
i hope that ain’t your b+tch, i seen her sellin’ her p+ssy on tinder
run up on me tweekin’, you’ll get shot don’t care about your gender
with your b+tch gettin’ future comments, i ain’t tryna bend her
all my opps bums, they ain’t even got a pot to p+ss in
if rap don’t work, i’m in mei ling crib f+ckin’ up her sh+t again
b+tch wanna give me all her money ’cause she know i’m the kid that did
you f+ckin’ with a bum, that’s your fault, could’ve been f+ckin’ with the kids that win
opp n+ggas nervous, we all knowin’ i said what i said
i ain’t comin’ here for this weak+ass p+ssy, i’m tryna get some head and bread
erase a n+gga once i spray his ass with lead

[chorus]
my n+ggas outside all day, we don’t cyber beef
they like, “how y’all n+ggas gettin’ all this money?” what y’all got, some cheats?
all my n+ggas eatin’ steak and lobster when it’s time to eat
n+ggas trippin’, let me know, chef ralfy cook up all type of beef
my n+ggas outside all day, we don’t cyber beef
they like, “how y’all n+ggas gettin’ all this money?” what y’all got, some cheats?
all my n+ggas eatin’ steak and lobster when it’s time to eat
n+ggas trippin’, let me know, chef ralfy cook up all type of beef
[verse 2]
f+ckin’ with a bum, why would i? you wasn’t fightin’ life with me
there was a lot of opps in the county that was tryna play nice for me
i play with hit sticks, unless it’s for money, we ain’t fightin’ dweebs
n+ggas scared of gang and them ’cause they know we with the violent things
type to tell the truth to the cops but try to lie to me
she like, “why you always f+ckin’ me? takin’ my money, b+tch, you gotta leave”
everytime i sneeze, b+tch say, “god gon’ bless you with finer things”
all you gotta do is keep the money comin’ if you tryna please me
if we beefin’, i’ll turn you to a burger, please don’t think fat meat greasy
don’t try to be the plug at home, i’m tellin’ you this sh+t ain’t easy
he think he a siren, buddy, i’ll control+alt+delete him
what i need to sign a deal for? i don’t need ’em
the plug

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