Ain't That The Truth - Drakeo The Ruler, Ralfy The Plug

Got the juice

Let me know the truth

Any animosity towards me, better think twice

Totin' two letters in my hands, I don’t street fight

I got gunpowder on my wristband, big man

I just flatlined Vince McMahon, don’t wrestle me, nigga

You don’t know who shot yo' mans?

Know we definitely did it

Big Bird just knocked down Big Worm on Sesame Street

Four drums, I’m tryna poke sum' when I spit rounds

You heard that term before, yeah, lay down or get down

Just put another opp blood on my Balenciagas

More money, more problems, yeah, get me gotted'

Fendi, Prada, these niggas know that I’m the truth

You see me with a gun and you know what I’ma do

Understand me big dawg, I’m a Rottweiler

Big body Rolls hawkin' spots, bitch, I’m John Gotti

You make the news for any whipers or side comments

Just hit the club wit' sixty, I left out wit' nine bodies, uh

We know the truth, the truth hurts, ain’t that the truth?

Carrots on my wrist, we’ll turn em' to rabbit food

Buttons in the coupe go faster, what that one do?

Another flawless victory, we know, don’t ask the score

We know the truth, the truth hurts, ain’t that the truth?

Carrots on my wrist, we’ll turn em' to rabbit food

Buttons in the coupe go faster, what that one do?

Another flawless victory, we know, don’t ask the score (Shit, nigga)

We know the truth, the truth hurts, ain’t that the truth (Nigga)

Carrots on my wrist, we’ll turn em' to rabbit food (Nigga)

Buttons in the coupe go faster, what that one do?

Another flawless victory, we know, don’t ask the score (Bitch)

Do a nigga shady, tell em' get ready for the aftermath

Double back his pops how we toe taggin' dads

We know the truth, we been the truth, ain’t that the truth?

In high school I played wit' tools, you played the flute

I ain’t never been a dork, I like to break the rules

She like, «Ralfy, you my favorite Stinc, that’s why I paid you blues»

I’m a young Colt, bitch, I make major moves

She said, «I wanna eat your dick and balls, that’s my favorite food»

Markin' in the club, you gettin' shot 'cause I came wit' the goon

Bullets hit his head like meatball, turned his brains to food

She said, «You wanna fuck?»

Only if you let gang hit too

Better stop playin' wit' the Stincs like we ain’t makin' moves

Don’t come on block playin' wit gang 'nem, we ain’t the same as you

I was out early gettin' money so I was late to school

Them CB’s lookin' hella cloudy, that’s them play-play jewels

She like, «Ralfy you the truth», ain’t that the truth?

The Plug

We know the truth, the truth hurts, ain’t that the truth?

Carrots on my wrist, we’ll turn em' to rabbit food

Buttons in the coupe go faster, what that one do?

Another flawless victory, we know, don’t ask the score

We know the truth, the truth hurts, ain’t that the truth?

Carrots on my wrist, we’ll turn em' to rabbit food

Buttons in the coupe go faster, what that one do?

Another flawless victory, we know, don’t ask the score (Shit, nigga)

We know the truth, the truth hurts, ain’t that the truth?

(Nigga)

Carrots on my wrist, we’ll turn em' to rabbit food (Nigga)

Buttons in the coupe go faster, what that one do?

Another flawless victory, we know, don’t ask the score, bitch