Unprofessional lyrics

by

Ralfy the Plug



[Intro]
(My n*gga Johnny got another one)

[Chorus]
b*tch came empty handed, that's so professional
I can show you how to get some money, I'm professional
b*tch actin' like a fag, I'ma have to let you go
I'm the truth and you a loser, just to let you know
b*tch came empty handed, that's so professional
I can show you how to get some money, I'm professional
b*tch actin' like a fag, I'ma have to let you go
I'm the truth and you a loser, just to let you know

[Verse 1]
I can show you how to get some money, I'm professional
Hm, the opp n*ggas ain't on nothin', tell them check the score
[?] hatin' on my comments need to get some dough
I hate n*ggas come with three Ks and a big ass rope
Never talkin' to the porkies, I'ma stick to the code
You hangin' with the opps, you get smacked, f*ck all that just the bro
You don't want no money, keep your distance from me
I hang with pitbulls and rottweilers, now I'm sick I'm on you
Never leave my house without big ol' .40
I treat the rap game like my toilet how I'm sh*ttin' on n*ggas
We gettin' money, them n*ggas don't, it's a big ol' difference
All that muggin', you'll get shot if I feel some tension, the Plug
[Chorus]
b*tch came empty handed, that's so professional
I can show you how to get some money, I'm professional
b*tch actin' like a fag, I'ma have to let you go
I'm the truth and you a loser, just to let you know
b*tch came empty handed, that's so professional
I can show you how to get some money, I'm professional
b*tch actin' like a fag, I'ma have to let you go
I'm the truth and you a loser, just to let you know

[Verse 2]
How you pull up on me broke? That's unprofessional
When my diamonds hit the light, you can tell they VVs from they disco moves
Stinc Team f*ckin' sh*t over, that's just the truth
You better know n*ggas get shot for thinkin' they cool
F&N hold Five-SeveN, put a dent in you
Tell a punk b*tch watch yourself, no mystical
She asked me why I get some money? 'Cause I was in the mood
She gave me fetty off a perky di*k, she wanna feel my mood
Please don't think 'cause I'm icy as hell, I'm a cool dude
I'm tellin' you I'm a nut, lil' b*tch, I'm a loose screw
He the type of n*gga drive around with a deuce-deuce
All my n*ggas fly and get money and they'll shoot too

[Chorus]
b*tch came empty handed, that's so professional
I can show you how to get some money, I'm professional
b*tch actin' like a fag, I'ma have to let you go
I'm the truth and you a loser, just to let you know
b*tch came empty handed, that's so professional
I can show you how to get some money, I'm professional
b*tch actin' like a fag, I'ma have to let you go
I'm the truth and you a loser, just to let you know
[Outro]
(My n*gga Johnny got another one)
(Armani)
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