Not At All

Lyrics

[Intro: Ralfy the Plug] (Man, is that Yori?) Not at all (Smoov, what's good, baby?) Huh, we know the truth [Chorus: Ralfy the Plug] Stupid bitch thought she was gon' kiss me, not at all When gang and them doin' slidin', you was not involved It's some young coaches in my circle that's a lot of bosses I don't feel sorry for the opps, they took a lot of losses Stupid bitch thought she was gon' kiss me, not at all When gang and them doin' slidin', you was not involved It's some young coaches in my circle that's a lot of bosses I don't feel sorry for the opps, they took a lot of losses [Verse 1: Ralfy the Plug] When you mention my name, better talk with caution It's a lot of rats doin' it big, that's a lot of possums All you niggas runnin', is y'all mouth, y'all is not no bosses Diamonds water splash, super soaker, came out the faucet She put a ten-piece of hundreds inside the offering You ain't got no bads for Pastor Ralfy, then stop the talkin' Bitch broke, can't stay with me, that is not no option I don't know why the bitch actin' sadity when she's a soccer bopper Fake pimps talkin' 'bout you didn't knock her proper You can beat the bitch all you want, that is not gon' stop her I'm the truth, I keep it player, I ain't gotta sock her Get it out a bitch, I'm on the Stinc about my dollar I was really in the streets, I am not no scholar Preachin' to a punk bitch like I'm Creflo Dollar Everywhere the Plug go, the TEC gon' follow Since he wearin' 10K, gon' left with hollows, the Plug [Chorus: Ralfy the Plug] Stupid bitch thought she was gon' kiss me, not at all When gang and them doin' slidin', you was not involved It's some young coaches in my circle that's a lot of bosses I don't feel sorry for the opps, they took a lot of losses Stupid bitch thought she was gon' kiss me, not at all When gang and them doin' slidin', you was not involved It's some young coaches in my circle that's a lot of bosses I don't feel sorry for the opps, they took a lot of losses [Verse 2: Drakeo the Ruler] Why Puntai what? Is y'all retarded? Eighteen hundred dollar pants on and they not from Marshalls It's a gallery of guns in my department I could pull off 4 K's when I pop compartments Say you wanna beef, oh, let's do it like Waka Flocka That sudden fortuning is dead, that's not my problem You never play ball in the field, you a soccer mama I'm finna fill a nigga head with hot tamales Eye of the tiger when I'm lookin' for boxing [?] It's a cold day in Hell when I'm sportin' this watch from Rami You totin' guns for Instagram, you is not gon' pop 'em These .223 shells'll split medulla oblongatas They know that I'm a problem, bitches know that I'm a scholar Benjamin Franklin, you know they in my pocket Close that backdoor 'cause I know these niggas plottin' A Hadoken in this chop, bitch, you know it came from Ryu, ugh [Chorus: Ralfy the Plug] Stupid bitch thought she was gon' kiss me, not at all When gang and them doin' slidin', you was not involved It's some young coaches in my circle that's a lot of bosses I don't feel sorry for the opps, they took a lot of losses Stupid bitch thought she was gon' kiss me, not at all When gang and them doin' slidin', you was not involved It's some young coaches in my circle that's a lot of bosses I don't feel sorry for the opps, they took a lot of losses