Lights Out Fatties Out

Album cover art for "Lights Out Fatties Out" by Ralfy the Plug & SaySoTheMac

Ralfy the Plug & SaySoTheMac - Rap, USA

Lights Out Fatties Out

2 Plays

Duration: 4:10

Lyrics

[Intro: Ralfy the Plug] Stop playin' with me Shit off the dome (Viper) (Hydro) [Verse 1: Ralfy the Plug] I'm the G.O.A.T., I'm not new to this She like, "Ralfy, you crazy", no, I'm ludicrous Keep them big bank uchies so I gotta keep ruler clips Play with me, get shot, nigga, I don't care who you is He on a bitch mad like, "Coach Ralfy, please put me in" A hundred plus bands this year off punchin' in This the M thing, I'm finna take her for a spin Why do I gotta keep sayin' the Stinc Team for the win? Both Rollies cost thirty, that's just twinnem I'm off the dome, he still strugglin' with his penmanship They like, "Ralfy, you the G.O.A.T., I see your vision, man" I can make water turn to Wock' on one transaction Bitch, my neck literally broke, I'm not cappin' I really mastered this shit, I'm not practicin' How you in that lil' backseat doin' acrobatic flips? I'ma just keep fuckin' shit over, don't be mad at the kid [Chorus: Ralfy the Plug] It's a [?], bitch, hm, lights out, fatties out Stop actin' like you don't know what to do when it's fatties out If you cool with it, lights out, fatties out You don't know how to suck what? Bitch, you cattin' out It's a [?], bitch, hm, lights out, fatties out Stop actin' like you don't know what to do when it's fatties out If you cool with it, lights out, fatties out You don't know how to suck what? Bitch, you cattin' out [Verse 2: Ralfy the Plug] You don't know how to suck what? Bitch, you cattin' out Bitch actin' like she don't know what to do when it's fatties out Handed me some money like, "Can you be my daddy now?" That was cool, now can you do somethin' to make me happy now? Write for what? Nigga, I'm off the dome with prolific shit In the county sockin' shit out for disrespectin' tenitives Ralfy versus the beef, that's an instant win Hit her with the mandengo, she took it to the chin "Come on, Ralfy, don't kill 'em, nigga, let 'em live" Come on now, that's my child, I wouldn't do that to my kid Throw them bands and get it back, that's just the way I live Givin' this bitch backshots, I gave her the slick diss [Chorus: Ralfy the Plug] It's a [?], bitch, hm, lights out, fatties out Stop actin' like you don't know what to do when it's fatties out If you cool with it, lights out, fatties out You don't know how to suck what? Bitch, you cattin' out It's a [?], bitch, hm, lights out, fatties out Stop actin' like you don't know what to do when it's fatties out If you cool with it, lights out, fatties out You don't know how to suck what? Bitch, you cattin' out [Verse 3: SaySoTheMac] Ayy Lights out, fatties out, bitch, you cattin' out Socializin' with them squares, you a faggot now When I'm clutchin' on this .40, ain't no backin' down Playin' with my pimpin', baby, let the dragon out Punk bitch, I ain't Hector the Ho Protector Only when the trick hit her when the ho gon' text her If the bitch ain't got the trap, then I'm gon' next her I'm on her head like a hummingbird be on nectar You know how to act when it's lights out, fatties out Gang with me, so you know we brought the cabage out Gang ain't playin', we come with Heckler & Koch Sippin' syrup, dirty Sprite, muddy in my pop Willie Nelson, Willie Nelson, on the road again Pop her pimpin' on her bitch, so she told her friend Told a punk rock bitch, "Go on and get it in" Too greedy, Stinc Team, bitch, it's for the win [Chorus: Ralfy the Plug] It's a [?], bitch, hm, lights out, fatties out Stop actin' like you don't know what to do when it's fatties out If you cool with it, lights out, fatties out You don't know how to suck what? Bitch, you cattin' out It's a [?], bitch, hm, lights out, fatties out Stop actin' like you don't know what to do when it's fatties out If you cool with it, lights out, fatties out You don't know how to suck what? Bitch, you cattin' out [Outro: SaySoTheMac & Ralfy the Plug] Yeah, do that lil' dance I like, baby [?] do that in the backseat You tryna come to the honeycomb hideout, lights out, fatties out Bitch, I don't think it's enough room over there She gon' have to do this in the back seat Do that lil' dance I like (Yeah) Lil' dance I like Lights out, fatties out She's a backseat bandit Bitch Hold on, man, hold on, gang, I got-I got somethin' to say, man This lil' punk bitch asked me, talkin' 'bout some how she gon' get home and somethin' I told the bitch, I told the bitch like, there's an Uber or a scooter In the metro 24/7 You can find your way up out my car now, mayb Babe, I mean bitch Bitch, now jump in there and stay there I pump fake my [?] and left her in the sky

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  • Ralfy the Plug
  • SaySoTheMac