"Rat K" lyrics
And on my kids, 'cause you gotta chill the fuck out on my kids
This music shit—you're trying to make it real life
Niggas be at the crib and shit
This shit is real life, nigga
Real smoke, nigga
Fuck this man
You wanna take it there?
All my niggas are either dead or in jail
Haha, dead-ass pussy ass nigga, shut up
They had me stuck in the crib for the past eight months
Now a nigga's outside straight thuggin' (straight, thuggin')
I push up on whoever was talking that shit
Swear to God y'all ain't on nothing (push up, push up)
Hold on—shopping, and I don't got a budget
And one day I spent ten times on rent (your rent)
You ain't gonna see me when I'm coming if I'm in that car, 5% tent (5% tent)
Boy, I'm a real deal tweaker, your bitch gon' beat it
'Cause she fucks around with the reaper (reaper)
You cannot run from this shit—better know how I get
I'll chase your ass down like a cheater
Ay, chase him; tell 'em to see she a bop, can't date them
Bro, put the chop on his ass—rape him (rape him)
Did what he did; ain't no taking it back
Tell the opps we ain't dropping no beef (can't take this shit back)
Stuck up in the crib—it was boring a lot
Now I'm back outside touring (touring, touring)
She wanna come just chill with the guys
I told the bitch keep it going (keep it going)
Ain't no rapper from my city hot as me
Been past you niggas (past you niggas)
I can put 500k on this; my killers will smack your killers (smack your killers)
Jace, you a bitch—you ain't did shit to nobody (nobody)
Red-ass nigga—put shots through his whole body (whole body)
Go check the stats from the past shit
Fuck all this rap shit—I'm trying to kill for real (I'm trying to kill for real)
Just put some cheese, boy—I know you a squeal
I ain't finna beef with this cap-ass nigga (cap-ass nigga)
Clinch my side—I'mma tap that trigger
Don't play with the smoke—I'm a real deal killer (real deal killer)
On God, I know the threes trying to hop in that ride (hop in that ride, skrr)
Send 'em with D—put 'em all in the sky (D)
You ain't put in no work, nigga—don't even try
Big Bak, I can merch you a die (I can merch you a die on hood)
Bitch-ass nigga—I ain't 'bout to get ready; shit's getting deadly
On hood nigga, fuck you, paperwork
They had me stuck in the crib for the past eight months
Now a nigga's outside straight thuggin' (straight, thuggin')
I push up on whoever was talking that shit
Swear to God y'all ain't on nothing (push up, push up)
Hold on—shopping, and I don't got a budget
And one day I spent ten times on rent (your rent)
You ain't gonna see me when I'm coming if I'm in that car, 5% tent (5% tent, on hood )
Rat, rat, rat—do you want some cheese?
Catch him outside with his kids, still squeeze (blrr)
Drive out the east but I'm super 6k
Ride around with my 3 trying to go up a B (super 6k)
How you gonna diss me first, then hit my phone like it ain't no smoke, pussy? (pussy)
White-ass boy—hear the bitch in his voice
Sweet-ass nigga, do you want a cookie? (You want a cookie)
I get real disrespectful—fuck you and fuck your kids (fuck your kids)
He trying to rap beef—I ain't Toosie
Hell nah—knock off his top, his lid (I'm trying to kill something)
Ay, my money's longer than his
Ay, my bitches better than his (better than his)
Fuck this mic—I drop it right now
And go pick up a shovel—your grave I dig (your grave I dig)
Ain't no rapper from my city hot as me
Been past you niggas (past you niggas)
I can put 500k on this; my killers will smack your killers (smack your killers)
Jace, you a bitch—you ain't did shit to nobody (nobody)
Red-ass nigga—put shots through his whole body (whole body)
Go check the stats from the past shit
Fuck all this rap shit—I'm trying to kill for real (I'm trying to kill for real)
Ay, I'm trying to kill for real
Kill his dumb ass, catch him—I'm fucking kill
Put this belt to him, blrr
This music shit—you're trying to make it real life
Niggas be at the crib and shit
This shit is real life, nigga
Real smoke, nigga
Fuck this man
You wanna take it there?
All my niggas are either dead or in jail
Haha, dead-ass pussy ass nigga, shut up
They had me stuck in the crib for the past eight months
Now a nigga's outside straight thuggin' (straight, thuggin')
I push up on whoever was talking that shit
Swear to God y'all ain't on nothing (push up, push up)
Hold on—shopping, and I don't got a budget
And one day I spent ten times on rent (your rent)
You ain't gonna see me when I'm coming if I'm in that car, 5% tent (5% tent)
Boy, I'm a real deal tweaker, your bitch gon' beat it
'Cause she fucks around with the reaper (reaper)
You cannot run from this shit—better know how I get
I'll chase your ass down like a cheater
Ay, chase him; tell 'em to see she a bop, can't date them
Bro, put the chop on his ass—rape him (rape him)
Did what he did; ain't no taking it back
Tell the opps we ain't dropping no beef (can't take this shit back)
Stuck up in the crib—it was boring a lot
Now I'm back outside touring (touring, touring)
She wanna come just chill with the guys
I told the bitch keep it going (keep it going)
Ain't no rapper from my city hot as me
Been past you niggas (past you niggas)
I can put 500k on this; my killers will smack your killers (smack your killers)
Jace, you a bitch—you ain't did shit to nobody (nobody)
Red-ass nigga—put shots through his whole body (whole body)
Go check the stats from the past shit
Fuck all this rap shit—I'm trying to kill for real (I'm trying to kill for real)
Just put some cheese, boy—I know you a squeal
I ain't finna beef with this cap-ass nigga (cap-ass nigga)
Clinch my side—I'mma tap that trigger
Don't play with the smoke—I'm a real deal killer (real deal killer)
On God, I know the threes trying to hop in that ride (hop in that ride, skrr)
Send 'em with D—put 'em all in the sky (D)
You ain't put in no work, nigga—don't even try
Big Bak, I can merch you a die (I can merch you a die on hood)
Bitch-ass nigga—I ain't 'bout to get ready; shit's getting deadly
On hood nigga, fuck you, paperwork
They had me stuck in the crib for the past eight months
Now a nigga's outside straight thuggin' (straight, thuggin')
I push up on whoever was talking that shit
Swear to God y'all ain't on nothing (push up, push up)
Hold on—shopping, and I don't got a budget
And one day I spent ten times on rent (your rent)
You ain't gonna see me when I'm coming if I'm in that car, 5% tent (5% tent, on hood )
Rat, rat, rat—do you want some cheese?
Catch him outside with his kids, still squeeze (blrr)
Drive out the east but I'm super 6k
Ride around with my 3 trying to go up a B (super 6k)
How you gonna diss me first, then hit my phone like it ain't no smoke, pussy? (pussy)
White-ass boy—hear the bitch in his voice
Sweet-ass nigga, do you want a cookie? (You want a cookie)
I get real disrespectful—fuck you and fuck your kids (fuck your kids)
He trying to rap beef—I ain't Toosie
Hell nah—knock off his top, his lid (I'm trying to kill something)
Ay, my money's longer than his
Ay, my bitches better than his (better than his)
Fuck this mic—I drop it right now
And go pick up a shovel—your grave I dig (your grave I dig)
Ain't no rapper from my city hot as me
Been past you niggas (past you niggas)
I can put 500k on this; my killers will smack your killers (smack your killers)
Jace, you a bitch—you ain't did shit to nobody (nobody)
Red-ass nigga—put shots through his whole body (whole body)
Go check the stats from the past shit
Fuck all this rap shit—I'm trying to kill for real (I'm trying to kill for real)
Ay, I'm trying to kill for real
Kill his dumb ass, catch him—I'm fucking kill
Put this belt to him, blrr
