Stop Me Drakeo the Ruler (Ft. Ralfy the Plug)

[Intro: Drakeo the Ruler]
You know the truth
(Thank you, Fizzle)

[Verse 1: Drakeo the Ruler]
I'm on a different type of timing when I'm creepin' in the dark
In the grim like Dončić with the stripes, but I got 'em still
Foreign whip crasher, I ain't never drove a Bonneville
Real flu flammer, catch me flippin' through the pots and pans
Simons says send .223s upside his head, they'll find 'em dead
Flatline a nigga, try to take these mariachi bands
Fights don't matter, Jet Li just did the Paisa dance
Wonton soup could be you if you fight this fin
Cold devil, we ain't doin blues, it's just Sprites in hand
I threw my glitter glove on and got to movin' like Michael Jack
The thriller killer, sell 'em white sheets for P90X
I'll get a nigga wrapped like he carried a mic in here

[Chorus: Drakeo the Ruler]
Stop me, man, who really gon' stop me?
Block the play, Dennis Rodman try to set it up
You want a menu? Plenty opps gettin' fed for lunch
My life is Malcom in the Middle, X marks the spot
Stop me, man, who really gon' stop me?
Block the play, Dennis Rodman try to set it up
You want a menu? Plenty opps gettin' fed for lunch
My life is Malcom in the Middle, X marks the spot
Shit, nigga, he tried to at me on Twitter, his car got shot
For real, when weenies start speakin' up, how many bars got popped?
Shit, for real, thought it was over, seen the team, then the charge got dropped
Nigga, the only thing you hear from me is my smart-ass mouth