Doughboy Knots

Lyrics

[Intro: Ralfy the Plug] ([?], I'ma rip somethin') Gang and them, no lames with them Hm [Verse 1: Ralfy the Plug] They can't fuck with me, neck alone one fifty Hundiddy in the chop, you don't wanna rump with me You ain't suckin' dick, we don't want your company He spent his birthday at Maestros, that was just lunch for me He couldn't get nowhere in his foreign vehicle 'cause he stuck on E Back to back foreign whip crashin', must be the lean How you get them doughboy knots? Must be the fiends Exotic Stincy buds, the mustiest weed She like, "Ralfy, I got some money", that's my cup of tea Manipulatin' bad bitches is nothin' to mе Why you always sayin' you the truth? I got a couple reasons My wrist brokе, my neck hurtin', I'll go dumb at Neimans [Chorus: Ralfy the Plug] They can't see you in the club 'cause your ice ain't lookin' right You wanna see a disco ball, then hit the lights What you know 'bout beatin' indictments? I did it twice Big .40 bulgin' on my hip, I ain't finna fight [Verse 2: Ralfy the Plug] Two twenty on the dash, how your bum ass gon' keep up? Back massages in mini mansions, how you gon' reach us? They like, "Ralfy, you need to chill, why you always on defense?" 'Cause when I jumped off the porch, I was with sharks in the deep end You ain't never been through the back door of Mei Ling house, but we did We ain't worryin' 'bout these broke niggas hatin' 'cause we winnin' I don't care if she ugly or cute, we sent 'em I broke her off some fly shit I said, he beat bitches We probably all got chains and whips, but we different She like, "Ralfy, I wanna give you my money, you speak different" Snotty nosed Bey Bey kid runnin' from Chief Wiggims He a nerd type to spend his money on weak bitches [Chorus: Ralfy the Plug] They can't see you in the club 'cause your ice ain't lookin' right You wanna see a disco ball, then hit the lights What you know 'bout beatin' indictments? I did it twice Big .40 bulgin' on my hip, I ain't finna fight [Verse 3: RoadRun CMoe] Nigga, what I look like fightin'? Forty-ones in Pateks, I remember days rockin' Breitlings Road runnin' for these diamonds, I'm just tryna dodge indictment Got them stones in my ear bitin' hard like I'm Tyson She tryna fuck, it sound enticin' I'll never sign this dick for free, she gotta be a vikin' I don't never like replyin' when the nigga ask the prices She wanna fly to LA, but she know she gotta work These niggas trickin', plus she bougie, so I know it ain't gon' work She only wanna fuck when she know I'm on them Percs But I only move for money, she don't even know my worth [?] hit it, make me hurt Three hundred racks gone, a fifth of that was cases of that syrup Sippin' mud, I'm from the dirt (Dirt) I could take you to Wakana Come and watch me mow three hundred with a lawnmower Countin' faces, dodgin' drama Roadrunnin', racin' to these commas Try to take a chain and here come trauma [Chorus: Ralfy the Plug] They can't see you in the club 'cause your ice ain't lookin' right You wanna see a disco ball, then hit the lights What you know 'bout beatin' indictments? I did it twice Big .40 bulgin' on my hip, I ain't finna fight They can't see you in the club 'cause your ice ain't lookin' right You wanna see a disco ball, then hit the lights What you know 'bout beatin' indictments? I did it twice Big .40 bulgin' on my hip, I ain't finna fight