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ralfy the plug - vibing different lyrics

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[intro]
(smoov, what’s good, baby?)
hm

[chorus]
i got so much jewelry, even the blind can see
tired of these hatin’ broke n+ggas fake politickin’
i see the envy, n+ggas changed, n+ggas vibin’ different
i know the truth in the county, you was kind of trippin’
i got so much jewelry, even the blind can see
tired of these hatin’ broke n+ggas fake politickin’
i see the envy, n+ggas changed, n+ggas vibin’ different
i know the truth in the county, you was kind of trippin’

[verse 1]
i know the truth in the county, you was kind of trippin’
when you was turnin’ down faith, the stinc team was fightin’ n+ggas
it’s us or the opps, b+tch, which side you pickin’?
i can see the еnvy in they eyes, plus thеy vibin’ different
it’s a lot of n+ggas tellin’, droppin’ dimes on n+ggas
gave her perky d+ck, b+tch walkin’ ’round vibin’ different
finna go back to bein’ a bully, n+gga, what side you with?
take everything, leave him with a dollar, i was kind of fair
she gave me a twenty+piece like this for you without a doubt or care
he a clout rapper, he know his bank account on zero
if i free the b+tch, it’s up to you to be her hero
ain’t no b+tch in the world i’ll turn on my peers for
n+ggas hatin’ on the team but they still broke
different recipe, b+tches know i got the cheat code
smokin’ on shaq ‘woods, you can go and keep your leaf, bro
usin’ all that paper, i can’t even taste the weed, bro, the plug
[chorus]
i got so much jewelry, even the blind can see
tired of these hatin’ broke n+ggas fake politickin’
i see the envy, n+ggas changed, n+ggas vibin’ different
i know the truth in the county, you was kind of trippin’
i got so much jewelry, even the blind can see
tired of these hatin’ broke n+ggas fake politickin’
i see the envy, n+ggas changed, n+ggas vibin’ different
i know the truth in the county, you was kind of trippin’

[verse 2]
you ain’t have no faith, you came in the dorm actin’ christian
thug on the ‘gram, but i know the real facts with n+ggas
i’m a shootin’ star, but b+tches think i’m a rappin’ n+gga
broke n+ggas on my comments, all i can do is just laugh at n+ggas
opp n+ggas hidin’, but we find ’em, it’s toe tags for n+ggas
i’m a young coach, i thought i told you i’m not a mac or [?]
b+tch, you f+ckin’ with the truth, you ain’t dealin’ with no average n+gga
your last n+gga was a trick, he must’ve been one of them scammer n+ggas
when i leave the house, i won’t forget to grab my blammer, n+gga
you f+ckin’ with mud ducks, i f+ck with way badder b+tches
how you hang with n+ggas when you know they established snitches?
karats in my watch came with a glock for you rabbit n+ggas
she like, “ralfy, you the truth and i love that your fashion different”
all i’m worried ’bout is the cops, not no f+ggot n+ggas
i got pops on my knots, you want rats and b+tches
it’s a lot of n+ggas mad ’cause our bag is bigger (hm, plug)
[chorus]
i got so much jewelry, even the blind can see
tired of these hatin’ broke n+ggas fake politickin’
i see the envy, n+ggas changed, n+ggas vibin’ different
i know the truth in the county, you was kind of trippin’
i got so much jewelry, even the blind can see
tired of these hatin’ broke n+ggas fake politickin’
i see the envy, n+ggas changed, n+ggas vibin’ different
i know the truth in the county, you was kind of trippin’



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