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Peacock Lyrics[Chorus: Ralfy the Plug]
He wanna box, but on the streets, I got G-Lock
Never seen a nigga win against these chops
The biggest bird, got movie clips, I'm a peacock
You off drugs, you can’t fuck with me, need to detox
Hmm
You off drugs, you can't fuck with me, need to detox
Hmm
Never seen a nigga win against these chops

[Verse 1: Ralfy the Plug]
Got clean drugs, got money, don't need to rerock
Peace be still, the Bible said keep a G-Lock
Put a switch on it, make him do the diddy bop
He pump fakin’, always lyin' about the shit he got
He say he gettin' money? I wouldn't put my name on it
He think he ballin' with that 1986 Rollie
Diamonds froze, all glaciers 'cause my wrist broken
He can't focus, he high off Lindsay Lohan
I'm with the winning circle, bitch, get with the program
Both neck and wrist froze, I’m a snowman
Try to walk in my shoes, gon’ get a toe jam
Stick on me, I raised a cane like an old man, the Plug

[Chorus: Ralfy the Plug]
He wanna box, but on the streets, I got G-Lock
Never seen a nigga win against these chops
The biggest bird, got movie clips, I'm a peacock
You off drugs, you can’t fuck with me, need to detox
Hmm
You off drugs, you can't fuck with me, need to detox
Hmm
Never seen a nigga win against these chops

[Verse 2: Lil Maru]
I been subpoenaed, I be wildin'
Ice in my teeth got me smilin'
Oh, you wanna wife that bitch? She be triflin’
Ain't countin' through no money, you be lyin'
Bust a Perc' tryna holler at a bitch
You can't hate around me fool if you ain't never rocked a brick
30 rounds in my blick, I got caught up with my stick
I lost twenty in the matt, I ain't gon' lie, it got me sick
What you do with all that work? Did you put him on a shirt?
Why you actin' like you dying? You ain't never did no dirt
In the club with the homies and this bitch keep tryna flirt
Homie young rich for these bitches always in they first
Lean poundin' on my neck, brodie, please don't disrespect
I'm only smokin' on them clusters, I got me flyin' in them 'jects
I be flyin' somewhere crib, I'm wearin' thousand dollar sweats
Keep on watch know all my killers like I really wanna vent

[Chorus: Ralfy the Plug]
He wanna box, but on the streets, I got G-Lock
Never seen a nigga win against these chops
The biggest bird, got movie clips, I'm a peacock
You off drugs, you can't fuck with me, need to detox
Hmm
You off drugs, you can't fuck with me, need to detox
Hmm
Never seen a nigga win against these chops