letra de don't ask me - ralfy the plug & nipscogangforeign
[intro: ralfy the plug]
we know the truth
the truth is undisputed
gang and them, no lames with them
hm
[verse 1: ralfy the plug]
don’t go broke tryna keep up, we get money while y’all sleepin’
she wanna f-ck with pastor ralfy, not no deacon
plenty of bad b-tches on call to eat d-ck
it’s wock’ around, he the type that still wanna drink tris
all my diamonds breakdance, so he p-ssed
i’m tryna get mayweather money, n-ggas think we rich
i’m hot with all this ice on like i’m anemic
ice on both of my timepieces and still can’t freeze it
on her knees for pastor ralfy, this b-tch need jesus
trophies on top of trophies, we get ’em every season
in a league where we win every time like we cheatin’
they thought we was committin’ crimes the way we eatin’, the plug
[chorus: ralfy the plug]
she asked me, “what’s my name?”, i told her, “the number one draft pick”
you ain’t never met a n-gga like me, i’m not average
you ain’t got no money, you can beat it, mike jackson
we got that long money, still drippin’ in high fashion
she asked me, “what’s my name?”, i told her, “the number one draft pick”
you ain’t never met a n-gga like me, i’m not average
you ain’t got no money, you can beat it, mike jackson
we got that long money, still drippin’ in high fashion
[verse 2: nipscogangforeign]
hop up in a trackhawk, cut off the traction
that is not your pape’, boy, you only get a fraction
i ain’t sellin’ wock’, my n-gga, you can stop askin’ (nah)
lil’ bro don’t even drive a car but he always crashin’ (glrrt)
we got our l!ck back, brodie, i just started laughin’ (yeah)
team player get the ball and i always pass it
we havin’ boy and girl like that one kardashian
man, these n-ggas ain’t eatin’, bro, i think they fastin’ (f-ck)
f-ck wrong with y’all? (f-ck wrong with y’all)
hangin’ with a n-gga when you know that he the law
lately on rodeo, i don’t even f-ck with malls
friendly n-gga hangin’ with the opps, i don’t even f-ck with y’all
[chorus: ralfy the plug]
she asked me, “what’s my name?”, i told her, “the number one draft pick”
you ain’t never met a n-gga like me, i’m not average
you ain’t got no money, you can beat it, mike jackson
we got that long money, still drippin’ in high fashion
she asked me, “what’s my name?”, i told her, “the number one draft pick”
you ain’t never met a n-gga like me, i’m not average
you ain’t got no money, you can beat it, mike jackson
we got that long money, still drippin’ in high fashion
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