[Intro]
(Yeah, bitch)
[Chorus: Ralfy the Plug]
I'm the reason why your main bitch knees scarred up
We still back to back foreigns, you givin' your leased car up
Me and Drakeo the reason the Stinc Team all up
You wanna sell out shows and get dough? You can call on us
I'm the reason why your main bitch knees scarred up
We still back to back foreigns, you givin' your leased car up
Me and Drakeo the reason the Stinc Team all up
You wanna sell out shows and get dough? You can call on us
[Verse 1: Ralfy the Plug]
Hold on, bitch, that ain't enough, I told her "Keep walkin'"
She like, "You ain't heard of the Plug?" Bitch, he awesome
She like, "You can have all of my money, just keep talkin'"
Hit my line like Ralph Bigelow with the Mink costume
Fuck them hatin' broke niggas, bitch, the Stincs ballin'
Neck and wrist goin' dumb, they got Autism
I put long dick in her mouth, she was too talkative
Sent some food to these bum niggas' section 'cause they starvin' in here
Bitch, I said I'm a GOAT, what, you hard of hearin'?
All the bitches say I'm dope from my appearance
Fuck the opps, I hope the soap for tryna fit in
Every time Chef Ralfy cookin' up dope inside the kitchen
Sellin' Kool-Aid and gummy worms like coke inside detention
Cleopatra at eleven years old if I forgot to mention
My indictment all on Google if you really interested in it
I done kicked down doors and found loafs and expensive denims
It cost to be a Stinc, if you ain't know, this expensive livin'
Let the ho choose up, free the bitch, keep it pimpin'
He the type of nigga beat the bitch for likin' my picture
Nigga say he a pimp, but he caught the bitches' sister
(Yeah, bitch)
[Chorus: Ralfy the Plug]
I'm the reason why your main bitch knees scarred up
We still back to back foreigns, you givin' your leased car up
Me and Drakeo the reason the Stinc Team all up
You wanna sell out shows and get dough? You can call on us
I'm the reason why your main bitch knees scarred up
We still back to back foreigns, you givin' your leased car up
Me and Drakeo the reason the Stinc Team all up
You wanna sell out shows and get dough? You can call on us
[Verse 1: Ralfy the Plug]
Hold on, bitch, that ain't enough, I told her "Keep walkin'"
She like, "You ain't heard of the Plug?" Bitch, he awesome
She like, "You can have all of my money, just keep talkin'"
Hit my line like Ralph Bigelow with the Mink costume
Fuck them hatin' broke niggas, bitch, the Stincs ballin'
Neck and wrist goin' dumb, they got Autism
I put long dick in her mouth, she was too talkative
Sent some food to these bum niggas' section 'cause they starvin' in here
Bitch, I said I'm a GOAT, what, you hard of hearin'?
All the bitches say I'm dope from my appearance
Fuck the opps, I hope the soap for tryna fit in
Every time Chef Ralfy cookin' up dope inside the kitchen
Sellin' Kool-Aid and gummy worms like coke inside detention
Cleopatra at eleven years old if I forgot to mention
My indictment all on Google if you really interested in it
I done kicked down doors and found loafs and expensive denims
It cost to be a Stinc, if you ain't know, this expensive livin'
Let the ho choose up, free the bitch, keep it pimpin'
He the type of nigga beat the bitch for likin' my picture
Nigga say he a pimp, but he caught the bitches' sister
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