"Ketchup" lyrics
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, y'all fuck niggas gotta catch up
Turn y'all fuckin' pickle in this shitshow, keep it a hundred
More and more, I do this shit to be, keep it a hundred
Keep poppin' on you, fuck goin'
Fuck nigga push up, bruh
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Trap shit, fuck niggas over
Fuckboy gotta catch up, bitch, I'm havin' mustard
Lil' twin just popped the Tesla, he just turned electronic
Kickin' shit throughout the day, we pop out night and we huntin'
Nigga ain't get no money, nigga ain't touchin' money
40 car and rush you to that clinic, pop the window, we in it
Drop the window, we hittin'
Nigga wanna trade, he ain't gettin' it
Damn, I shoulda stayed independent
Shot, slam, and pussy nigga hand it
Got the Glizzy, I ain't stunt shit
Give a fuck who you pussy nigga come with
Give a fuck who you pussy nigga come with
Nigga buck, we gon' turn his ass squash
Club got that Benz out, he best buy
Ten racks in one motherfuckin' hand
Spook the collab, this nigga be fans
We recruit shit to the game, if you ain't gang yet, your ass a lame
Told lil' brother, "Put me up with that pint"
Nigga tryna get in my game room, see what Lil' Lazer got goin'
Nigga tryna see what my new move is
Text on that slime, I'm the cool kid
Good, see my whip red, you fucked if you think I'm scared
Stick with a hundred rounds, sit on my bed
Step on that boy, now the bottom of my shoes red
Catch you in traffic, gotta back up what you said
You ain't get no money, nigga think shit plug
In the truck spot, got pound scales
I been on that joint too fuckin' much, I gotta slow it down
Nigga don't know how to work, don't know how to put it in the ground
Nigga think this shit my prime, lil' bro out here wastin' time
Went on licks, you can't imagine all the shit where I'm found
If I go to the club, I ain't throwin' no racks, I'm not no clown
Out the bed, we smoke out the pound
I know your past been chasin' you down
And that coke keep puttin' me down
Fuckboy gotta catch up, bitch, I'm havin' mustard
Lil' twin just popped the Tesla, he just turned electronic
Kickin' shit throughout the day, we pop out night and we huntin'
Nigga ain't get no money, nigga ain't touchin' money
40 car and rush you to that clinic, pop the window, we in it
Drop the window, we hittin'
Nigga wanna trade, he ain't gettin' it
Damn, I shoulda stayed independent
Shot, slam, and pussy nigga hand it
Got the Glizzy, I ain't stunt shit
Give a fuck who you pussy nigga come with
Yeah, yeah, y'all fuck niggas gotta catch up
Turn y'all fuckin' pickle in this shitshow, keep it a hundred
More and more, I do this shit to be, keep it a hundred
Keep poppin' on you, fuck goin'
Fuck nigga push up, bruh
[?]
Trap shit, fuck niggas over
Fuckboy gotta catch up, bitch, I'm havin' mustard
Lil' twin just popped the Tesla, he just turned electronic
Kickin' shit throughout the day, we pop out night and we huntin'
Nigga ain't get no money, nigga ain't touchin' money
40 car and rush you to that clinic, pop the window, we in it
Drop the window, we hittin'
Nigga wanna trade, he ain't gettin' it
Damn, I shoulda stayed independent
Shot, slam, and pussy nigga hand it
Got the Glizzy, I ain't stunt shit
Give a fuck who you pussy nigga come with
Give a fuck who you pussy nigga come with
Nigga buck, we gon' turn his ass squash
Club got that Benz out, he best buy
Ten racks in one motherfuckin' hand
Spook the collab, this nigga be fans
We recruit shit to the game, if you ain't gang yet, your ass a lame
Told lil' brother, "Put me up with that pint"
Nigga tryna get in my game room, see what Lil' Lazer got goin'
Nigga tryna see what my new move is
Text on that slime, I'm the cool kid
Good, see my whip red, you fucked if you think I'm scared
Stick with a hundred rounds, sit on my bed
Step on that boy, now the bottom of my shoes red
Catch you in traffic, gotta back up what you said
You ain't get no money, nigga think shit plug
In the truck spot, got pound scales
I been on that joint too fuckin' much, I gotta slow it down
Nigga don't know how to work, don't know how to put it in the ground
Nigga think this shit my prime, lil' bro out here wastin' time
Went on licks, you can't imagine all the shit where I'm found
If I go to the club, I ain't throwin' no racks, I'm not no clown
Out the bed, we smoke out the pound
I know your past been chasin' you down
And that coke keep puttin' me down
Fuckboy gotta catch up, bitch, I'm havin' mustard
Lil' twin just popped the Tesla, he just turned electronic
Kickin' shit throughout the day, we pop out night and we huntin'
Nigga ain't get no money, nigga ain't touchin' money
40 car and rush you to that clinic, pop the window, we in it
Drop the window, we hittin'
Nigga wanna trade, he ain't gettin' it
Damn, I shoulda stayed independent
Shot, slam, and pussy nigga hand it
Got the Glizzy, I ain't stunt shit
Give a fuck who you pussy nigga come with
