Fake Ralphy - Lunar C

Travel the world, you won’t meet no one as cool as me

Jump out the whip looking like a young Lunar C

I’m flogging knock-off gear, I’m about my business

All I ever wanted was a thousand bitches and some Ralphy slippers

But I never got it 'cause that shit is too expensive

Used to wonder what I had to do to get it

That’s why I made it cheaper for the poor kids

So they can all afford it

And changed the logo 'cause I’m not good at drawing horses

These days everybody’s so cliché, everyone looks, talks and acts like each other

Little privileged kids that rap like they’re gutter

I can tell that you never got slapped by your mother

Yeah they ain’t got yay, an ounce, just weighed it out and break it down

It’s in the drought and making thousands, I’m just flogging fake Ralphy

In a league of my own, on my throne rocking Dolo

Gon' speak like I own you or don’t get my own dough

I’m prepped, for anything, I’m prepped for anything

I’m blessed, just let me live, tell them to let me live

Can’t catch up to me, na I’m just a beast, my man can’t compete

You’re pushing keys like you’re Pusha T and I’m pushing teeth

So what if I get high?

That’s up to me

I’m just a weed man, white ain’t all it’s cracked up to be

Broke rappers wondering whether to sign on or sell drugs

At least if you shot, your dumb fans will think you’re more real

But it’s bait when they approach you and pester you in the dole queue

I think it’s harsh you’ve gotta put up with that ordeal

My bootlegs are the best you’ve ever seen

You can see that I came far from selling weed

I’m a star, catch me on the red carpet, fresh and clean

Next to Cara Delevingne

Tryna hide the biggest hard-on ever seen

In a league of my own, on my throne rocking Dolo

Gon' speak like I own you or don’t get my own dough

I’m prepped, for anything, I’m prepped for anything

I’m blessed, just let me live, tell them to let me live