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ralfy the plug, ketchy the great & rx peso - bad guys lyrics

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[intro: ketchy the great]
(i get my work from the narco)
skrrt_skrrt_skrrt (ayy)
skrrt, skrrt
skrrt (d_mn, ayy)
skrrt, skrrt

[verse 1: ketchy the great]
i pull up 911, quick to call up 12 on me
i smoke exotic by the pound, smell like a bale on me
i catch a case, i’m postin’ bail, i ain’t gon’ tell on ’em
a dirty shift at taco bell, i’m droppin’ sh_lls on ’em
i drop an opp and bleed the block, i fishtail on ’em
i got a thot servin’ a tw_t, i trapped tailed on ’em
i’m dirty and i copped too high to dry, you know i had to mail somethin’
i’m spendin’ off_white like i got fishscale on me (drip, drip, drip)

[verse 2: rx peso]
i just lifted my rolls with a bale on me
they think i came from h_ll, i got a spell on me
just f_cked this b_tch from yale, she got good head on her
this drip, i drip for rеal, it’s not for sale, homie
just hit up ralfy the plug, likе n_gga bring them drugs
you know i keep them cups, codeine inside the club
how n_ggas bang the thugs, better keep away your plug
we hittin’ for them tons, been throwin’ it inside the club
[verse 3: ralfy the plug & ketchy the great]
got all this d_mn mud, i popped a seal on ’em
hm, can’t take a n_gga through john’s ’cause he gon’ tell on ’em
my n_ggas off the drugs, tryna k!ll somethin’
hm, yeah, i’m fresh out the pen’ but i’m still thuggin’
how you gon’ play ball if you got a wack jumper? hm
i hit his b_tch from the back like i’m brian pumper
break a b_tch heart and now i’m the bad guy, huh
your ass ain’t gon’ get nowhere with them wack rhymes (ayy)

[verse 4: ketchy the great]
how i break a b_tch? ’cause i’m the bad guy
holy water on my wrist, got baptized
i’ll pull out the chop and pop an opp and leave him crucified
dirty soda sippin’, you won’t catch me drinkin’ sanitize
he a p_ssy n_gga, yeah, that boy got no nine lives
connected to the plug, you’d think peso was the wi_fi
got your baby mama suckin’ d_ck, she got good brain like einstein
trippin’ off that little bitty b_tch, i’ll pull up with a glock 9

[verse 5: ralfy the plug]
he a lame n_gga, his whole family got loser ties
b_tch, you gon’ f_ck the homie or not? that’s for you to decide
it’s like djk ain’t die, they got nine lives
all my homies pistol totin’, b_tch, we are not fightin’
so all that fake thinkin’ you sugein’, you mike tyson
gon’ get your ass flatlined, b_tch, call it bad timin’
high school dropout, but b_tch, my neck icy
n_ggas i was thuggin’ with since kids were my d_mn crimees, the plug
[verse 6: rx peso]
pull out them b_tch, this n_ggas get to runnin’ (blrrt, blrrt)
another opp inside of [?], that sh_t was nothin’
b_tch asked me where i’m sayin’, i just too much money
that n_gga insta’ yappin’, caught him, he was bluffin’ (n_gga insta’, yeah)
ketchy caught him with that stupe, it hold a hundred
they tried to catch me in that porsche, b_tch do two hundred
don’t run in circles on these hoes like an onion
and i ain’t talkin’ to no rappers ‘less it’s about money

[outro: ketchy the great]
i ain’t talkin’ to these
p_ssy_ass, broke_ass n_ggas less it’s ’bout some uchies, you know what i’m sayin’?
pops on my knots, big guap, talkin’ ’bout
stinc team sh_t, man, ling ling bop for the guap, big knots
spend a while
broke_ass n_ggas out here, man, hatin’
g_y_ass n_ggas, they’re mad, they bums
we know the truth

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