Prolific

Lyrics

[Intro] (Thank You Fizzle) (Smoov, what's good, baby?) [Chorus] "Ralfy, your innovative style is prolific" I don't care if you got a nigga, bitch, handle your business I'm the truth, he a nerd, bitch better know the difference You got some blues for the Plug? Bitch, it's your decision "Ralfy, your innovative style is prolific" I don't care if you got a nigga, bitch, handle your business I'm the truth, he a nerd, bitch better know the difference You got some blues for the Plug? Bitch, it's your decision [Verse 1] No cap, I blew ten yesterday and got it right back Smoke fifteen blunts to the face 'cause I'm like that Plug dropped twenty-five songs a night right back She gave me some head and bread and I liked it that Nigga say he got an eye buster, then showed me a dime tack Broke niggas mad 'cause they ain't got my type of racks He the type of nigga to get rolled up for not fightin' back Dead homies need Ketchy, how niggas tied up under the rag Ask about me, five hundred earthquake food under the mat When niggas them off that Black, they know who got the snacks The two for one specials, you take one, I need two back All that cryin' in my DM is not gon' get your boo back Every day I buy somethin' new, that's a new fact A lot of niggas be rap cap, the Plug don't do that F&N bullets'll wave caps at niggas' durags Run up on the Plug with no strap, I wouldn't do that [Chorus] "Ralfy, your innovative style is prolific" I don't care if you got a nigga, bitch, handle your business I'm the truth, he a nerd, bitch better know the difference You got some blues for the Plug? Bitch, it's your decision "Ralfy, your innovative style is prolific" I don't care if you got a nigga, bitch, handle your business I'm the truth, he a nerd, bitch better know the difference You got some blues for the Plug? Bitch, it's your decision [Verse 2] Like, "Ralfy, you the truth, your style is magnificent" Judge said, "Ralfy, you guilty", but I was still innocent Why these broke niggas be actin' so down on the Internet? On my comments hatin', 'cause in his hood, he don't get respect I'll put big diamonds 'round the Rolex, stuff my pockets with guacamole Yeah, you talkin' holy, but this chop'll knock down Locked and loaded, nigga, don't get your ass popped like exotic sodas Niggas don't drop no more, they must be in a rap coma Like the Stincs hoggin' up the beef, they keep blackballin' Them other niggas weak, you lookin' for a hit, you can call on us Stinc Team, we the truth, all my niggas got it all off nothin' When them niggas say they gettin' money, all of 'em bluffin' "Ralfy, you ain't shit, why we don't talk about nothin'?" Huh, money? What you say? See, you ain't talkin' 'bout nothin' I'ma keep gettin' racks, it's all or nothin' Bitches like, "You ain't shit, you don't call or nothin'", the Plug [Chorus] "Ralfy, your innovative style is prolific" I don't care if you got a nigga, bitch, handle your business I'm the truth, he a nerd, bitch better know the difference You got some blues for the Plug? Bitch, it's your decision "Ralfy, your innovative style is prolific" I don't care if you got a nigga, bitch, handle your business I'm the truth, he a nerd, bitch better know the difference You got some blues for the Plug? Bitch, it's your decision