[Intro]
(What are you gonna do? You gonna kill me, Mr. J?)
[Verse 1: Ralfy the Plug]
I get the bag and breakdance, bitch, fuck who don't like me
Fin on me, bitch, I'm a long shark, I'm a Pisces
I get the check like Nike and he a Hypebeast
I put dick in a bitch mouth and he made her wifey
Doggin' bad bitches, I got tens and side pieces
He poppin' fly shit, I never seen him in Siamese
Pastor Ralfy, you the truth, it's the meanin' behind your preachin'
I hate bitches that suck dick like they teethin'
You can put it all in your mouth if you control your breathin'
I can tell he's a nice guy, for sure no demon
If I whip my dick out, she for sure gon' eat it
Your homie went to jail and told on people
In Mei Ling havin' duels for safes with Pacquiao
Psychin' opps out in the county, they wishin' they can pack me out
Mob ties, get sent up to heaven for actin' down
In the crib lookin' for racks, what you doin'? Just standin' around
[Chorus: Ralfy the Plug & SaySoTheMac]
It's a lot of niggas sittin' at home wishin' they can be me
Pulled up on her, take her dough and get ghost like Houdini
Gone in sixty seconds in the field like who seen me?
All of y'all need to know what the Stinc Team mean to me
It's a lot of niggas sittin' at home wishin' they can be me
Pulled up on her, take her dough and get ghost like Houdini
Gone in sixty seconds in the field like who seen me?
All of y'all need to know what the Stinc Team mean to me (Ayy)
(What are you gonna do? You gonna kill me, Mr. J?)
[Verse 1: Ralfy the Plug]
I get the bag and breakdance, bitch, fuck who don't like me
Fin on me, bitch, I'm a long shark, I'm a Pisces
I get the check like Nike and he a Hypebeast
I put dick in a bitch mouth and he made her wifey
Doggin' bad bitches, I got tens and side pieces
He poppin' fly shit, I never seen him in Siamese
Pastor Ralfy, you the truth, it's the meanin' behind your preachin'
I hate bitches that suck dick like they teethin'
You can put it all in your mouth if you control your breathin'
I can tell he's a nice guy, for sure no demon
If I whip my dick out, she for sure gon' eat it
Your homie went to jail and told on people
In Mei Ling havin' duels for safes with Pacquiao
Psychin' opps out in the county, they wishin' they can pack me out
Mob ties, get sent up to heaven for actin' down
In the crib lookin' for racks, what you doin'? Just standin' around
[Chorus: Ralfy the Plug & SaySoTheMac]
It's a lot of niggas sittin' at home wishin' they can be me
Pulled up on her, take her dough and get ghost like Houdini
Gone in sixty seconds in the field like who seen me?
All of y'all need to know what the Stinc Team mean to me
It's a lot of niggas sittin' at home wishin' they can be me
Pulled up on her, take her dough and get ghost like Houdini
Gone in sixty seconds in the field like who seen me?
All of y'all need to know what the Stinc Team mean to me (Ayy)
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