Royal Rumble lyrics

[Intro: Ralfy the Plug]
(Viper)
(Jim James, that's my DJ)

[Chorus: Ralfy the Plug]
Close that back door, that n*gga look like he got a mic on him
He a square, when we was young, I used to steal bikes from him
I'm a rapper, but flu flammin' my side hustle
Stincs run LA, you can't tell from my muscles?
F&N bulgin' on my hip, I don't scuffle
A n*gga get smacked down like the Royal Rumble
b*tch, if you had the ball in your court, you gon' fumble?
Disrespectful, known for eatin' other kids' Lunchables

[Verse 1: Ralfy the Plug]
A fly n*gga, b*tch, I make broke n*ggas uncomfortable
Disrespectful and arrogant, b*tch, this ain't nothin' new
A n*gga get slapped, watch your mouth, who you talkin' to?
You'll die fresh to death, n*gga, we got a coffin for you
I feel like my F&N too big, but the clip enormous
I bet the Plug gon' be the richest pimp on Forbes List
Close that back door, them n*ggas look like they workin'
The chop made his body hip-hop, it's a j*rker
That's your b*tch? She sucked di*k for a burger
What them peoples talkin' 'bout? I don't know nothin' 'bout them murders
I was in Mei Ling house lookin' for strips, I'm a burglar
A lot of these n*ggas be doin' some sh*t that's unheard of, the Plug
[Chorus: Ralfy the Plug]
Close that back door, that n*gga look like he got a mic on him
He a square, when we was young, I used to steal bikes from him
I'm a rapper, but flu flammin' my side hustle
Stincs run LA, you can't tell from my muscles?
F&N bulgin' on my hip, I don't scuffle
A n*gga get smacked down like the Royal Rumble
b*tch, if you had the ball in your court, you gon' fumble?
Disrespectful, known for eatin' other kids' Lunchables

[Verse 2: HBK Jachi]
Why the f*ck he wear them chains knowin' damn well he gon' tuck 'em?
n*ggas show they b*tch ways they switched up, so I'm like, "f*ck 'em"
I be hella dripped down, it's two jeans on my buckle
Gotta watch n*ggas around, they too sneaky, I can't trust 'em
My n*ggas came in with two straps, don't get it technical
Lazer beams put a dot on 'em just like a decimal, hey
n*ggas must be sellin' the money, I'm gettin' skeptical
If we find out that he tellin', then we stretchin' him
I'm surrounded by hella bosses, n*ggas can't get next to me
Go prepare that n*gga coffin if he try to step to me
Pieces hittin' hella hard, that's why the f*ck they kept lookin'
n*gga flexin' too hard, that's why he kept gettin' it tooken

[Chorus: Ralfy the Plug]
Close that back door, that n*gga look like he got a mic on him
He a square, when we was young, I used to steal bikes from him
I'm a rapper, but flu flammin' my side hustle
Stincs run LA, you can't tell from my muscles?
F&N bulgin' on my hip, I don't scuffle
A n*gga get smacked down like the Royal Rumble
b*tch, if you had the ball in your court, you gon' fumble?
Disrespectful, known for eatin' other kids' Lunchables