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snake personality - ralfy the plug lyrics

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[intro]
hmm

[chorus]
i can’t f*ck with n*ggas, too many snake personalities
i always said what i’ma do but they doubted me
i don’t need n0body to tell me nothin’ ‘less you proud of me
the number*one draft pick, that’s why she scounting me
i’d get a n*gga crucified by the cavalry
beef with this beef, i’d turn that to some calories
just copped a ‘fit that’s a n*gga yearly salary
i’m allergic to broke n*ggas, i got allergies

[verse]
it’s the weekend and i’m with some white girls, they sniffin’ valerie
fully bust tutu on the bezel, b*tch a ballerina
play with me, i burn a n*gga temple like altadena
my opps retired in real life, i feel like al pacino
make sure you bring the chip before you leave like casinos
talking in codes, b*tch, part of my lingo
puttin’ that sh*t on, that’s just part of my steelo
b*tch, i’m off all type of substance like cheeto
ralfy the plug, but keep that on the dlow
n*ggas ain’t crashed foreigns, all they whips got repo’ed
most consistent, but they gon’ say i got cheat codes
crash out, lot of n*ggas torpedoes
i ain’t even tryna hit the b*tch, she was a gordito
for the cheese, a n*gga get chipped, doritos
if it’s beef, the sh*lls’ll turn him to a dish like taquitos
only thing worse than a broke b*tch is a freeloader
it’s when you wake up, look in the mirror, all you see is a meat holder
told the b*tch i ain’t got nothin’ but meat for you
don’t f*ck with rats, i grew up off princ*p*lities
you can go against all odds when you got strategy
bad b*tches, they gon’ great me as your majesty
i’m nothin’ like these n*ggas, when i’m gone, gon’ have to padon me
if i said it’s me and not you, don’t be mad at me
get up in that field, stop tryna live off them *n*logies
he hypothetically gettin’ money, that ain’t strategy
any n*gga sleepin’ on the plug off the ketamine, the plug
[chorus]
i can’t f*ck with n*ggas, too many snake personalities
i always said what i’ma do but they doubted me
i don’t need n0body to tell me nothin’ ‘less you proud of me
the number*one draft pick, that’s why she scounted me
i’d get a n*gga crucified by the cavalry
beef with this beef, i’d turn that to some calories
just copped a ‘fit that’s a n*gga yearly salary
i’m allergic to broke n*ggas, i got allergies

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