Obedience

Lyrics

[Intro: Ralfy the Plug] You know the truth, the truth's the truth [?] in the buildin' Gang and them, no lames with them (Thank You Fizzle) (Smoov, what's good, baby?) [Chorus: Ralfy the Plug] They tried to steal the form but they ain't get the right ingredients One thing the Plug is big on is obedience I'm the one knee of the streets like we believe in Him How like, "How you got so much flavor?" I got my own seasonin' They tried to steal the form but they ain't get the right ingredients One thing thе Plug is big on is obedience I'm thе one knee of the streets like we believe in Him How like, "How you got so much flavor?" I got my own seasonin' [Verse 1: Ralfy the Plug] Back to back hits like DJ Khaled, we the best No cap, puttin' shit to sleep in the county like they need some rest She said she don't wanna pay this nerd no more 'cause my seasonin' better My neck froze so I keep the F&N on me to heat my sweater Bitch actin' like a fag, sometimes ding-dong ditch is better She said she wanna leave her nigga 'cause I'm beatin' it better My seasonin' cost, bitch, you ain't even got enough money to keep my [?] Them [?] on black magic, they strapped from Iraq, a team of steppers I heard a couple wrap-rappers taped a nigga from my team is better She said she don't like what you do to her feet, the Plug be bleedin' [?] A fly, nigga, I don't walk no more, I glide, I don't need no feathers I'm fly, but if we playin' ball, I dunk on niggas like Clyde Drexler Boy, if there's competition, I don't feel no pressure Niggas don't be in the city, I be out with well-known steppers I keep chopsticks, I can tell you be with well-known wrestlers You would die from F&N bullets, you would feel your hair tips, the Plug [Chorus: Ralfy the Plug & Pimp Tobi] They tried to steal the form but they ain't get the right ingredients One thing the Plug is big on is obedience I'm the one knee of the streets like we believe in Him How like, "How you got so much flavor?" I got my own seasonin' They tried to steal the form but they ain't get the right ingredients One thing the Plug is big on is obedience I'm the one knee of the streets like we believe in Him How like, "How you got so much flavor?" I got my own seasonin' (Ayy, ayy, ayy) [Verse 2: Pimp Tobi] I'm the blade in the foreign, got these hoes out of pocket Fifty bands on my lap, I can't fit it in a wallet Lil' bitch, I'm a pimp, tell her put it in my pocket I be in and out the bank, withdrawls and deposits 12 cut the lights on, nigga, ain't no stoppin' Touchdown in Miami like I'm playin' for the Dolphins Five-seven on me everywhere I go if you tryna plot Fuck talkin', I ain't sayin' shit, I'm just sendin' shots Fuck a diss song, bend the block Nigga, fuck a stick, I got fifty shots (Bitch) Hollow tips hit his body, make it Millie Rock Feelin' like Bobby Shmurda, bitch, I just made it hot [Chorus: Ralfy the Plug] They tried to steal the form but they ain't get the right ingredients One thing the Plug is big on is obedience I'm the one knee of the streets like we believe in Him How like, "How you got so much flavor?" I got my own seasonin' They tried to steal the form but they ain't get the right ingredients One thing the Plug is big on is obedience I'm the one knee of the streets like we believe in Him How like, "How you got so much flavor?" I got my own seasonin'