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ralfy the plug - hit the lotto lyrics

[intro]
(smoov, what’s good, baby?)

[verse 1]
i’m really all gas, i know you see me on the trottle
neck and wrist broke, n_ggas think i hit the lotto
this a fully auto ’cause these bums want my gold
i’ll never let a broke b_tch near my dough
i’ll never let a dumb b_tch go through my phone
police_ass n_gga need to stay away from my homies
i ain’t nevеr, ever left thе house without my .40
dead presidents with me, i ain’t here by my lonely
i ain’t tryna hear nan n_gga talkin’ ’bout i owe him
better get your homies off my comments ‘fore i blow ’em
i can’t tell the time, lil’ n_gga, ’cause my watch glowin’
diamonds goin’ crazy, schizophrenic, they bipolar
[chorus]
i don’t wanna f_ck no rat, i want a model
no, you can’t hit my mud, b_tch, here’s a bottle
i know you see me shinin’, n_ggas think i hit the lotto
i’m really all gas, i know you see me on the trottle
i don’t wanna f_ck no rat, i want a model
no, you can’t hit my mud, b_tch, here’s a bottle
i know you see me shinin’, n_ggas think i hit the lotto
i’m really all gas, i know you see me on the trottle

[verse 2]
i’m always in the front, so these n_ggas wanna follow
d_ck in her throat so far i made her gargle
fly young n_gga, b_tches thinkin’ i’m a model
i’m slidin’ in a foreign and you slidin’ in a tahoe?
don’t get it f_cked up, my youngest n_ggas not broke
flash on any b_tch that wanna sit up on my pole
spent about a ten_piece at neimans on my clothes
i don’t want no broke ass b_tch up in my zone
he gon’ need more than some dough to get up what i’m on
i don’t wanna hear about no n_ggas that’s my clones
i don’t need no b_tch, can do bad by my lonely
i can’t last a week in the streets without my codeine

[chorus]
i don’t wanna f_ck no rat, i want a model
no, you can’t hit my mud, b_tch, here’s a bottle
i know you see me shinin’, n_ggas think i hit the lotto
i’m really all gas, i know you see me on the trottle
i don’t wanna f_ck no rat, i want a model
no, you can’t hit my mud, b_tch, here’s a bottle
i know you see me shinin’, n_ggas think i hit the lotto
i’m really all gas, i know you see me on the trottle
[verse 3]
n_gga hate the plug ’cause i really am a problem
reach for my gold, he gon’ end up in a coffin
f_ck a n_gga b_tch ’cause she think a n_gga awesome
to get your homie blood off your shirt, gon’ need some awesome
drakeo a millionaire, but the streets gon’ under boss him
n_ggas wanna rob us ’cause we always out here flossin’
blowin’ h_lla bands, we ain’t worryin’ ’bout what it’s costin’
nerds in my dm, ’cause his b_tch i’m always d_gg_n’
police_ass n_ggas in my business playin’ possum
get your ass stripped for your grams, you on that soft sh_t
you’ll get flipped, we ain’t really with all that talkin’
you need to free the b_tch, need to quit it with all that hoggin’

- ralfy the plug lyrics

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