ralfy the plug – do or die freestyle lyrics
[chorus]
i told her i’m a coach b+tch, pimpin’ ain’t dead
tell me what she want, she can give me her bread
don’t wanna f+ck, you can give me that head
i’m the plug, just strip it in med
couple rap n+ggas workin’ with the feds
locked in with the gang like dreads
press play then they off with his head
she put the money in the offering ’cause i’m winnin’
[verse]
pay the plug, that’s a quick decision
every day, i go in different denim
i get money, you can keep on pretendin’
you had monеy, now you reminiscin’
it’s levels to this sh+t, wе different
you a bum when you look in the mirror
all my neighbors karens
you should be embarassed
the diamonds in your watch canary
your cuban ten karat
chunky monkey, no ben & jerry
cold stones on my neck, that’s clarity
got no chain on, i ain’t tryna hear it
i’m a joint, b+tch, like my appearance
you be shoppin’ on clearance
these evisu, not amiris
smokin’ diesel, not no reggie
f+ck her friend, i’m so petty
you be off that fetty
b+tch, i’m not your daddy
but you got that fatty
do somethin’ to make me happy
b+tch, f+ck your baby daddy
he ain’t got no pape’, he mad
she clueless, stacy dad
she gon’ f+ck if you make her mad
foreign whips with the paper tag
rip up your gamertag
got a switch ’cause my aim is bad
look at all this pape’ i’m havin’
you be drinkin’ silver satin
n+gga dipped a silver necklace
f+ck all that fake flexin’
why pump fake if you can have it?
2ks, hit sticks with madden
gettin’ money is a passion
fly as sh+t, i’m aladdin
wanna be rich, f+ck status
want a richie, f+ck a patek
sleep on me, they off xanax
why you rap ’bout money? ’cause i’m havin’ that
all she got was a magnum pack
she brought the loaf to the tabernacle
she know i mac like apple
i’ll take zelle and apple pay
b+tch, have them payments, don’t be late
i’m a king, b+tch, know your place
don’t rap beef, not a promo page
i’m a joint, i don’t show no pity
stick on me, no diddy
i came with minor, josh giddey
we promote the violence, don’t tempt me
[chorus]
i told her i’m a coach b+tch, pimpin’ ain’t dead
tell me what she want, she can give me her bread
don’t wanna f+ck, you can give me that head
i’m the plug, just strip it in med
couple rap n+ggas workin’ with the feds
locked in with the gang like dreads
press play then they off with his head
she put the money in the offering ’cause i’m winnin’
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