Therapeutic

Lyrics

[Chorus: Ralfy the Plug] I don't know 'bout y'all, but gettin' money therapeutic The truth is the truth, and Jesus wasn't worryin' 'bout Judas He ballin' in the Metaverse, it's all an illusion His only money on the 'Gram, he tryna confuse you I don't know 'bout y'all, but gettin' money therapeutic The truth is the truth, and Jesus wasn't worryin' 'bout Judas He ballin' in the Metaverse, it's all an illusion His only money on the 'Gram, he tryna confuse you [Verse 1: Ralfy the Plug] He show money his highlights 'cause he ain't used to dough Gettin' money so regular, that's the usual Compete with me, you gon' need like two or more Fans see me in public and say, "You a GOAT" "You got that stick on you, Ralfy?" Nigga, I hoop with pole It'd be Ralfy for president if the youth can vote You want some money? I got the blueprint for you She play my songs, she cut on the Bluetooth for you Found some bands in the house like I'm Cory He don't want no money, he better off finding Dory Niggas don't mind livin' with they mama 'til they forty You broke 'cause you lazy, I don't wanna hear your stories, the Plug [Chorus: Ralfy the Plug] I don't know about y'all, but gettin' money therapeutic The truth is the truth, and Jesus wasn't worryin' 'bout Judas He ballin' in the Metaverse, it's all an illusion His only money on the 'Gram, he tryna confuse you I don't know 'bout y'all, but gettin' money therapeutic The truth is the truth, and Jesus wasn't worryin' 'bout Judas He ballin' in the Metaverse, it's all an illusion His only money on the 'Gram, he tryna confuse you [Verse 2: Dody6] He ain't never seen no whole hundred thousand in real life (Uh-uh) You ain't never had to hit that county jail playin' with knives (No) Been jumpin' out on scenes with this wand doin' abracadabra (Uh-huh) A lot of niggas Dexter's aftermath, it's tragically bad All I want is bags, shit palenium, I play for [?] I sold broccoli on the sides, big Brussels if your bag muscle I ain't tryna tussle, I got blowers for your bitch ass No, I cannot hit no lick with dude, he might snitch Ayy, I'm a tiny loaf, bitch, I had squabbles with the big homie I hate a lame nigga, always talkin' 'bout he gon' get on me They tried to put me down, I turned around and I got rich on 'em He tried to put me down, he turned around, I fucked his bitch on him [Chorus: Ralfy the Plug] I don't know about y'all, but gettin' money therapeutic The truth is the truth, and Jesus wasn't worryin' 'bout Judas He ballin' in the Metaverse, it's all an illusion His only money on the 'Gram, he tryna confuse you I don't know 'bout y'all, but gettin' money therapeutic The truth is the truth, and Jesus wasn't worryin' 'bout Judas He ballin' in the Metaverse, it's all an illusion His only money on the 'Gram, he tryna confuse you