First Place lyrics

[Intro]
(1st done geeked it up)

[Chorus: Ralfy the Plug]
I'm from the Stinc Team, b*tch, we been in first place
Go against the grain, you gon' get it the worst way
I'm really gettin' money and I'm really a walking vibe
Most of this sh*t your favorite rapper say is all lies
I'm from the Stinc Team, b*tch, we been in first place
Go against the grain, you gon' get it the worst way
I'm really gettin' money and I'm really a walking vibe
Most of this sh*t your favorite rapper say is all lies

[Verse 1: Ralfy the Plug]
Most of this sh*t your favorite rapper say is all lies
He told the people the truth, but in the booth, he spit all lies
I gave her long di*k and meatball, her n*gga a small fry
f*ck all my opps, I can't wait 'til they all die
Feed me beats in the booth, I'm like Popeye
F&N equipped with some sh*t, I do not fight
I paid a lot so you could see my diamonds dancin' when you turn off the lights
I know ten n*ggas that'll hit your lil' b*tch, why is you tryna wife her?
Free the important people, take that L off all the lifers
I gave her perky di*k, she said it was great, I got the eye of the tiger
The type of sh*t these b*tches do with di*k when they go in private
This ain't Call of Duty, lil' n*gga, ain't no soul reviver
I don't know why the opps talkin' sh*t when they know they hidin'
My shooter ain't came to party, my n*ggas drove for violence
If you not a street n*gga, then please don't promote them titles
A couple n*ggas goin' bad on the 'Gram, should've chose the Bible, the Plug
[Chorus: Ralfy the Plug]
I'm from the Stinc Team, b*tch, we been in first place
Go against the grain, you gon' get it the worst way
I'm really gettin' money and I'm really a walking vibe
Most of this sh*t your favorite rapper say is all lies
I'm from the Stinc Team, b*tch, we been in first place
Go against the grain, you gon' get it the worst way
I'm really gettin' money and I'm really a walking vibe
Most of this sh*t your favorite rapper say is all lies

[Verse 2: Drakeo the Ruler]
All them caps in your raps, where you graduate, clown school?
Long sticks in the jungle like I'm carryin' bamboo
I ain't worryin' 'bout the opps on the 'Gram, they just tattoos
He's never comin' back and that's that, yeah, I'm that rude
Play ball, gotta catch 'em all, I hit him with Blastoise
He's ashes, Mei Ling grabbin' meat on the backseat
Phineas and Ferb, turn his b*tch to a track meet
b*tch, you broke, your opinion don't matter, I'll slap you
Funny guy, you can be Michael Blackson
Here come the finance company and P master
I ain't goin' back and forth with n*ggas drivin' C-Classes
A hundiddy, yes, I keep the drum on me, b*tch, keep askin', ugh
I shut the block down, you in a bucket
What I'm carrying's a lethal weapon, Danny Glover
Nerds all up in my ear, you sound like McLovin
Sir Douglas, he's a buster, can't tell me nothin'
[Chorus: Ralfy the Plug]
I'm from the Stinc Team, b*tch, we been in first place
Go against the grain, you gon' get it the worst way
I'm really gettin' money and I'm really a walking vibe
Most of this sh*t your favorite rapper say is all lies
I'm from the Stinc Team, b*tch, we been in first place
Go against the grain, you gon' get it the worst way
I'm really gettin' money and I'm really a walking vibe
Most of this sh*t your favorite rapper say is all lies