Ralfy the Plug
Pastor Ralfy
[Intro]
(Thank You Fizzle)
[Verse 1]
I see you with wiffin' in my comments and seem official
Beefin' with the Plug, you better know I keep pistol
Don't be a menace, we boys in the hood with heat missiles
In my indictment, they was callin' Mr. Whiskers a Stinc symbol
When we talk 'bout gettin' money, I'm a ball hogger
Why you think gang and them know your bitch? She's a ball gobbler
Bitch mixed with pitbull, she's a jaw locker
You know the Plug known for throwin' assists, I'm a lob tosser
[Chorus]
Hangin' with the Plug and you broke, that is not an option
I ain't interested in doin' shit that's not gon' profit
I can see myself gettin' rich 'cause I'm a prophet
Go and put some bread in the collection plate for pastor Ralfy
Hangin' with thе Plug and you broke, that is not an option
I ain't interestеd in doin' shit that's not gon' profit
I can see myself gettin' rich 'cause I'm a prophet
Go and put some bread in the collection plate for pastor Ralfy
[Verse 2]
Go and put some bread in the collection plate for pastor Ralfy
This ain't holy water, that's mud inside the fountain
I can get a bitch n***a whacked for a couple thousand
I was in the county really handin' out knuckle sandwiches
We be drapped in high fashion without a stylist
Bitch wanna give me all her money 'cause I'm talented
Dog her ho, come get your bitch, who child is this?
Young fly n***a, I be all where the Falcons live
Who let this bum in our section? Get him out of here
A n***a play with me, a lot of n***as gon' get shot in here
When my bullets touch the square, makin' pop lock and drop in here
I can't feel the vibes, n***as actin' like cops in here
He the type of n***a always know when the cops is near
These n***as be high, sniffin' all them rocks and gettin' weird
Poof be gone money'll get him whacked, make him disappear
I be high as hell, expensive lean, why you sippin' beer? The Plug
[Chorus]
Hangin' with the Plug and you broke, that is not an option
I ain't interested in doin' shit that's not gon' profit
I can see myself gettin' rich 'cause I'm a prophet
Go and put some bread in the collection plate for pastor Ralfy
Hangin' with the Plug and you broke, that is not an option
I ain't interested in doin' shit that's not gon' profit
I can see myself gettin' rich 'cause I'm a prophet
Go and put some bread in the collection plate for pastor Ralfy
[Verse 3]
I can see myself gettin' rich 'cause I'm a prophet
Fuckin' with a broke bitch, I can never, that is not an option
Gang and them a bunch of flu flammers and a lot of robbers
Hit the bitch and pass her to the homie, I am not a hogger
I was eatin' your snacks when you was gone, you do a lot of shoppin'
I was on a three yard for scammin' blowers and bein' a locksmith
If a n***a ever call me broke, I'm the opposite
For all the bitches and the opps on fake pages, stop watchin' me
Street n***a, put in the booth, I'm the prodegy
Super soaker on me, you'll get splashed if I gotta squeeze
You cool, but I want some head and bread, then I gotta leave
It's money on the line, it's nothin' you can do that's stoppin' me
Money, guns and drugs, we ain't doin' no coppin' pleas
Opp n***as weird, n***as actin' like cops to me
You can get some perky dick in the hood, but not for free
Your last n***a said he was the plug but not like me, the Plug
[Chorus]
Hangin' with the Plug and you broke, that is not an option
I ain't interested in doin' shit that's not gon' profit
I can see myself gettin' rich 'cause I'm a prophet
Go and put some bread in the collection plate for pastor Ralfy