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Ralfy the Plug - The Truth Hurts (Shot By @LewisYouNasty)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ralfy the Plug
Ralfy the Plug
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Devante Caldwell
Devante Caldwell
Songwriter
Alec Michael Tolkin
Alec Michael Tolkin
Songwriter
Benjamin Miller
Benjamin Miller
Songwriter
Mino Drerup
Mino Drerup
Songwriter
Samuel Ahana
Samuel Ahana
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Al B Smoov
Al B Smoov
Producer
Benji Miller
Benji Miller
Producer
DJ Swish
DJ Swish
Producer
Saint Mino
Saint Mino
Producer

Lyrics

(Smoov What's Good Baby?) The Stincs showed you how to pour fours in faygos We kept it solid, never snitched, it was a case closed We was really outside with F n' Ns and Dracos Bitch Niggas never even drove by to say hello The Stincs showed you how to pour fours in faygos We kept it solid, never snitched, it was a case closed We was really outside with F n' Ns and Dracos Bitch Niggas never even drove by to say hello We was beefin, why niggas wasn't outside with K's blowin? You couldn't miss us on melrose 10 foreigns with chains glowin Ain't got enough money to be hiding, they gone be finding a grave for you Since niggas are real United y'all gone die in that same order Throw that wack jumper up, it's gone get blocked on the backboard Just remember when we at yo momma house, you asked for it Anybody can get smacked nigga, as long as I got the cash for it D.rastically R.uling A.nd K.illing E.very O.utsider A lot niggas actin like bitches, Mrs. Doubtfire Niggas must've really been mad at the fact that our crowds is louder Drakeo stood on ten toes with a smile against a thousand against a thousand fighters Everyday we sticked up, didn't think you'd go out with a knife In the county for three years everybody knew about our indictment Came home smiling with yo raps in yo hand, the shit was priceless Didn't ask no questions if it was a homie, Drakeo was slidin All a nigga ever cared about is money and diamonds, The Plug The Stincs showed you how to pour fours in faygos We kept it solid, never snitched, it was a case closed We was really outside with F n' Ns and Dracos Bitch Niggas never even drove by to say hello The Stincs showed you how to pour fours in faygos We kept it solid, never snitched, it was a case closed We was really outside with F n' Ns and Dracos Bitch Niggas never even drove by to say hello The Stincs showed you how to pour fours in faygos We even showed you how to flu flam and break hoes How niggas don't like us but wanna look like us wearing the same clothes Givenchy sweatsuit in a foreign with chains glowin "Ten chains on my neck hurt" that's a famous slogan She pulled up on broke, I gotta go, had to fake corona My shooter armed and handy he don't need to sniff baking soda Niggas be in they feelings cause The Stinc Team taking over Shooter gone pull out and give face lifts and walk away cordial Have the street sweeper clean the beef up and drive away normal All these niggas actin like bitches, I'm finna extort em' Drakeo was the truth that's a fact, you can't ignore it The Stincs showed you how to pour fours in faygos We kept it solid, never snitched, it was a case closed We was really outside with F n' Ns and Dracos Bitch Niggas never even drove by to say hello The Stincs showed you how to pour fours in faygos We kept it solid, never snitched, it was a case closed We was really outside with F n' Ns and Dracos Bitch Niggas never even drove by to say hello
Writer(s): Samuel Ahana, Benjamin Miller, Mino Drerup, Alec Michael Tolkin, Devonta Caldwell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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