Up The River (Freestyle)

Lyrics
[Verse] I walked in this bitch with my wrist doin' the most wildin' Bitch lyin', talkin' 'bout her pussy got low milage I told her, "Open up your mouth, bitch, show your talent" Run plays and tote hit sticks, I can probably go on Madden Don't come over here inspectin', you know I got the go-go gadget Niggas know damn well in they heart they don't want know static I pour mud and pop Percs, I'm the proudest [?] She like, "What's it gon' take to get to your heart?", bitch, a hundred thousand Grants Put seeds in bitches, yeah, I probably got a thousand plants I'm so high above you niggas, you niggas just look like a thousand ants I'm a big shit talker, check my folder, it's miles of [?] We been gettin' money, you niggas just found out we have it From thе halls to the county, my rap sheet pretty outstandin' I was out with the wolvеs, you niggas couldn't go up past the level She say she wanna talk to pastor Ralfy, not no reverend Please don't think that you a bully, even small dogs go to Heaven I went there on Percs and grabbed ten bands and she let me I can be the coolest nigga in the world, just don't upset me I can make chills go down your back if you let me Off the Perc, I'll give you an asthma attack if you let me Free all the real important people that's up the river Get on any beat and sound dope 'cause my delivery Nigga play with me, I'ma blow his brains to smithereens She gave her money, I gave her dick and left her dumb ass shiverin' Any bitch can get the boot like them dumbass Timberlands A bitch nigga'll get shot for a dumbass mention It's 2021, we ain't on dumbass kid shit You came to pay or ride the bench, bitch? Make a decision She gave me all her money, we ain't makin' a vision Coach Ralfy for the record in case I got your attention Even when I was in trouble, I was shootin' dice in detention All the bitches wanna pay me 'cause they like that I'm different He broadcast his homies shootin', nigga might be snitchin' I know everything but I don't know nothin', that's just the live that I'm livin' It's F&N bullets in this clip, I ain't fightin' no nigga Better watch them people 'round me 'cause they might be a witness And I ain't talkin' 'bout some billions, I'm talkin' 'bout your niggas It be some grown-ass men doin' more bill talkin' than bitches She like, "Ralfy, do you love me?" I told the bitch, "The sky's the limit" A lot of people'd be more successful if they mind they business Coach Ralfy or pastor Ralfy, bitch? I'm not no deacon I made his bitch eat my meat, I guess she not no vegan He couldn't break the bitch 'cause he ain't got no seasonin' I'm cut from a different cloth, I got my own ingredients Cut from a different cloth, I got my own ingredients He couldn't break the bitch 'cause he ain't got no seasonin' Cut from a different cloth, I got my own ingredients He couldn't break the bitch 'cause he ain't got no seasonin'
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Credits
- Writers
- Ralfy the Plug