One of the Greatest lyrics

[Intro]
(Viper)
(Luka, is that you?)

[Verse]
All I do is get the loaf, and smoke dead n*ggas
Actin' like a dough boy, we gon' take all his bread from him
n*ggas custards, if it's beef, burger, tell 'em catch up, no mustard
Guilty by association, you'll get stretched out with your brother
b*tch, you a lame b*tch, you be f*ckin' on Uncle Tuckers
b*tch, you must be off somethin' thinkin' we was finna f*ck without no rubber
I'm a dog, b*tch, you deaf or somethin'? b*tch, I'm not no lover
b*tches be lookin' at me crazy when I tell 'em I'm not gon' touch 'em
Most of you b*tches be bird brains and they not on nothin'
With some strange people havin' sleepovers, you gon' die undercover
The Plug just statin' facts and he don't lie 'bout nothin'
n*gga, you sidin' with them n*ggas? You gon' die with your cousin
We keep fully automatics when we slide in traffic
Cannon on my hip, I'm not no actress
Triflin'-ass n*gga, I got no manners
Tryna get on the Plug level, climb a ladder
He tryna rap like me but can't find a pattern
He couldn't break the b*tch 'cause he ain't got no swagger
Where you say you was from, n*gga, doesn't matter
You got b*tches, Ralfy? Doesn't matter
I need a sneaky link, not a sneak disser
He be late night creepin' with weak b*tches
He be horny so it's gon' be an easy victim
Better not play with the Plug 'cause he be trippin'
Opps mad, late night eatin' TV dinners
You see how a n*gga whack him, he be with it
Maybe in person, they didn't know that he'd be livin'
Diamonds look like the TV trippin'
This a drill beat, this the Stinc edition
If it's beef then it's beef, just be specific
Thought he was tough, n*gga, wait 'til you meet the trickers
I'm 'bout my dough, gang and them'll chocolate chip you
Beams and switches, we not gon' miss you
You was eatin' my di*k, I'm not gon' kiss you
"Ralfy, you petty, but I'm not gon' miss you"
If you cryin' about the Plug, here's a box of tissues
What's in your watch? Rocks and igloos
We know you not a thug, it's just not in you
I'm not with the games, b*tch, I'm not an attender
I can tell your last n*gga was smokin' pretendo
Ralfy, you childish, what is you on?
You need to worry 'bout how you gettin' home
You broke, n*gga, figure out how to get a loan
I'm a GOAT, but this b*tch keep tryna get a bone
Wake up talkin' sh*t in the mornin'
You can't stop me, I'll pick and roll
'Bout my chicken, I'll put a dinner roll on him
Ralfy, you be talkin' in codes to 'em
It's finna be a cold summer
Play on me, you'll get the whole hundred
n*gga ain't gettin' no money
I wish my haters'd just say they broke and hungry
[Outro]
For real, n*gga
You hungry, just say that, n*gga
Broke-ass n*gga
sh*t, n*gga, I'll see you late on rent, n*gga
That don't mean you gotta be hatin' on my comments, n*gga
I see you n*ggas wearin' them same shoes every day, that don't mean you gotta hate on me, n*gga
If you broke, just say that
For real
You too, b*tch, don't think we forgot about you
If you broke, just say that, b*tch
You need some money?
Don't ask me, b*tch
Better go suck some di*k or somethin'
Yeah, eat that