
Cereal Killer Ralfy the Plug
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[Intro]
(Thank You Fizzle)
(Smooth, what's good, baby?)
[Chorus]
Buy a pint every day I was in eighth grade rockin' baby Milos
Fuckin' with me, better know I'm serious about my dough
Them niggas you think serial killers might fold
Nigga, can't ride my wave, I'm a typhoon
Buy a pint every day I was in eighth grade rockin' baby Milos
Fuckin' with me, better know I'm serious about my dough
Them niggas you think serial killers might fold
Nigga can't ride my wave, I'm a typhoon
[Verse]
One thing I'm always serious about is my dough
You know what I got this hit stick for, I'm gon' blow
You got a cannon on usual, we'll take it like Curtis Snow
Nigga ain't no twelve, fuck twelve, nigga, hand over the 'lows
The Stinc team move me, rеally get hoop to pay [?]
Nigga high off that crystal rock, I'ma blow him to pieces
What's in your pockеt? Why you always talkin' 'bout what he do?
Why have you been comparin' me to people you know we not equal to?
Been talkin' 'bout I wanna be like Ralfy, they don't know what he been through
You don't wanna be like me, I be fiendin' for juice
Feel like in order for me to keep gettin' racks, I need some juice
I only called him for an ounce, but I might need a deuce
(Thank You Fizzle)
(Smooth, what's good, baby?)
[Chorus]
Buy a pint every day I was in eighth grade rockin' baby Milos
Fuckin' with me, better know I'm serious about my dough
Them niggas you think serial killers might fold
Nigga, can't ride my wave, I'm a typhoon
Buy a pint every day I was in eighth grade rockin' baby Milos
Fuckin' with me, better know I'm serious about my dough
Them niggas you think serial killers might fold
Nigga can't ride my wave, I'm a typhoon
[Verse]
One thing I'm always serious about is my dough
You know what I got this hit stick for, I'm gon' blow
You got a cannon on usual, we'll take it like Curtis Snow
Nigga ain't no twelve, fuck twelve, nigga, hand over the 'lows
The Stinc team move me, rеally get hoop to pay [?]
Nigga high off that crystal rock, I'ma blow him to pieces
What's in your pockеt? Why you always talkin' 'bout what he do?
Why have you been comparin' me to people you know we not equal to?
Been talkin' 'bout I wanna be like Ralfy, they don't know what he been through
You don't wanna be like me, I be fiendin' for juice
Feel like in order for me to keep gettin' racks, I need some juice
I only called him for an ounce, but I might need a deuce
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