
Sometimes Ralfy the Plug
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[Intro]
(Thank You Fizzle)
(Smoov, what's good, baby?)
[Chorus]
Sometimes I hate when people say Act' taste like Tris
Sometimes I don't even know I'm gettin' racks like this
Sometimes I don't even know how I'm bein' active still
Sometimes when you think people got your back, they fail
Sometimes I hate when people say Act' taste like Tris
Sometimes I don't even know I'm gettin' racks like this
Sometimеs I don't even know how I'm bein' activе still
Sometimes when you think people got your back, they fail
[Verse 1]
Sometimes I flex on niggas, can get mad as hell
Sometimes I get dough from bitches that's average as hell
She tried to ride my wave and drowned, that's her fault, ah well
Words is money, niggas sayin' they gettin' that, I can't tell
If rap don't work, gettin' dough is my backup skill
I miss glass pints of red and Act' as well
I don't think Mei Ling and them want me back in the field
Sometimes I wish the shit I say in my raps wasn't real
He said it's beef, so that's the reason for these taco shells
Shooter givin' out 2 for 1 deals like it's Taco Bell
From nothin' to somethin' like Taco Mel
When them peoples got up on me, I told 'em I'm not gon' tell
The Plug
(Thank You Fizzle)
(Smoov, what's good, baby?)
[Chorus]
Sometimes I hate when people say Act' taste like Tris
Sometimes I don't even know I'm gettin' racks like this
Sometimes I don't even know how I'm bein' active still
Sometimes when you think people got your back, they fail
Sometimes I hate when people say Act' taste like Tris
Sometimes I don't even know I'm gettin' racks like this
Sometimеs I don't even know how I'm bein' activе still
Sometimes when you think people got your back, they fail
[Verse 1]
Sometimes I flex on niggas, can get mad as hell
Sometimes I get dough from bitches that's average as hell
She tried to ride my wave and drowned, that's her fault, ah well
Words is money, niggas sayin' they gettin' that, I can't tell
If rap don't work, gettin' dough is my backup skill
I miss glass pints of red and Act' as well
I don't think Mei Ling and them want me back in the field
Sometimes I wish the shit I say in my raps wasn't real
He said it's beef, so that's the reason for these taco shells
Shooter givin' out 2 for 1 deals like it's Taco Bell
From nothin' to somethin' like Taco Mel
When them peoples got up on me, I told 'em I'm not gon' tell
The Plug
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