Pole Dancer - Drakeo The Ruler, Ralfy The Plug

It’s the rudest, it’s the Ruler, in the booth with twenty thousand

The kicks from the Draco split medulla oblongatas

Ten chains, I’m a gold member, I’m Austin Powers

Disgusted and musty, I really should bathe in money (Damn, like that, Joog?)

Chrome Hearts diamonds roll bounce like Fiji water

Phineas and Ferb got a mop, don’t be speaking on me

Get to spelling alphabets in this bitch like I’m Keke Palmer

F&Ns knocking trees down, you must be Goliath

I just put a switch on a switch, I’m wavy, baby

Voodoo, we cutting heads off like crazy Haitians

Mae Ling taking me shopping, Rich Crazy Asians

Sidekick, I keep five pits when I’m reckless aiming

Hollow tips cut the loose ends, you play in my head

An opp mad, I seen him clocking out at Build-A-Bear

I saved California rap, you can thank me later

We put Jack in a box, turned his ass to a Baconator

I’m way too cool for this shit

I’m way too rude for this bitch

A payment, my shooters not your friends

Boy, don’t make me have to do this again

Boy, we just made a nigga strip, he’s a pole dancer

Chopper make a nigga flip, get his phone after

Flu flamming on the road, I’m a store cracker

Cash money, bling, bling, diamonds roll bouncing

Man, I’m way too cool for this shit

I’m way too rude for this bitch

A payment, my shooters not your friends

Boy, don’t make me have to do this again

Boy, we just made a nigga strip

Tear it all off, nigga, strip, don’t tease me now

I got a nigga bitch in my DM tryna please me now

It’s a lot of fag bitches that wishing they would’ve keep me 'round

Remember them days when I was riding through Ling Ling town

Niggas thought money was gon' make us humble, we gon' keep on wilding

She gave me all her money 'cause she believe my talent

It’s nothing else you can do for me except boost my salary

All this free money, you still broke, that’s wild to me

You couldn’t have spent a lot on that chain, that’s a cloudy piece

Nigga said we was beefing, just sound like good eats

Ralfy pharmaceutical, got plenty of gallons of good lean

I like a bitch that give me money that don’t got no needs

He was playing games, I was getting money, I ain’t had no weeds

All the bitches know the drill with coach Ralfy, down on your knees

Can’t make LA look good, I’m proud to be a Stinc

I’m taking all her money 'cause her nickname’s challenging me, the Plug

I’m way too cool for this shit

I’m way too rude for this bitch

A payment, my shooters not your friends

Boy, don’t make me have to do this again

Boy, we just made a nigga strip, he’s a pole dancer

Chopper make a nigga flip, get his phone after

Flu flamming on the road, I’m a store cracker

Cash money, bling, bling, diamonds roll bouncing

Man, I’m way too cool for this shit

I’m way too rude for this bitch

A payment, my shooters not your friends

Boy, don’t make me have to do this again

Boy, we just made a nigga strip