Video Waka Flocka de Al B Smoov 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Al B Smoov - Waka Flocka Lyrics

[Intro]
(My nigga Johnny got another one)
(Thank You Fizzle)
(Smoov, what's good, baby?)

[Chorus]
"Ralfy, how you get all them chains?" Shit, rappin' a lot
I used to pop out and rob squares like Jack in the Box
If rap don’t work, I guess I'm back to poppin' locks
If we playin' ball, I’m going hard in the paint like Waka Flocka
"Ralfy, how you get all them chains?" Shit, rappin' a lot
I used to pop out and rob squares like Jack in the Box
If rap don’t work, I guess I'm back to poppin' locks
If we playin' ball, I’m going hard in the paint like Waka Flocka

[Verse 1]
Bitch done blocked more balls than goalie, she’s a soccer bopper
He crying to the bitch, talking 'bout he is not your father
She said, "Ralfy, take my money", I told her, "I’ll be honored"
If you ain’t talkin’ money and you want me to listen, don’t even bother
Graduated from the streets, I’m a real deal scholar
I actually get paid for my music, yes, real deal dollars
He sippin’ on re-rock, he got real seal problems
He run up on me tweakin', yes, gang will pop 'em
You don’t like me, that’s cool, I got real deal options
They like Ralfy you a drug head, but I’m still pill poppin’
This shit deeper than rap, I be dealing with real deal problems
He thought he was in a movie the way I pulled up with real goblins, the Plug
[Chorus]
"Ralfy, how you get all them chains?" Shit, rappin' a lot
I used to pop out and rob squares like Jack in the Box
If rap don’t work, I guess I'm back to poppin' locks
If we playin' ball, I’m going hard in the paint like Waka Flocka
"Ralfy, how you get all them chains?" Shit, rappin' a lot
I used to pop out and rob squares like Jack in the Box
If rap don’t work, I guess I'm back to poppin' locks
If we playin' ball, I’m going hard in the paint like Waka Flocka

[Verse 2]
They like, "How you hard Ralfy, and you don’t even be cappin’ a lot?"
Since '012, I was one of the main niggas bringing racks on the block
Niggas be getting slapped, beat up and jacked, you niggas wouldn’t last on the block
I ain’t gon’ lie, you niggas ain’t on the same path I’m on
I was whoopin’ ass in the county, doing shit dead wrong
I’d be lying if I said I didn’t put all of my niggas on
I don’t see no competition, but it’s cool if you can pick your opponent
I should probably get an award for shittin’ on niggas
I see your lil’ snowballs and ice cubesbut we got glaciers and igloos
I’mma keep ballin’, fucking shit over, yeah, I’m tryna piss off you
I see you lookin' like money, yeah, my niggas'll hit a lick off you
I like expensive-ass watches, so yeah, I bought a few
Plug

[Chorus]
"Ralfy, how you get all them chains?" Shit, rappin' a lot
I used to pop out and rob squares like Jack in the Box
If rap don’t work, I guess I'm back to poppin' locks
If we playin' ball, I’m going hard in the paint like Waka Flocka
"Ralfy, how you get all them chains?" Shit, rappin' a lot
I used to pop out and rob squares like Jack in the Box
If rap don’t work, I guess I'm back to poppin' locks
If we playin' ball, I’m going hard in the paint like Waka Flocka