Ratchet Ass Lyrics By Tee Grizzley
Gotta ride with the sticks
Screaming fuck the opposite
The streets gon' talk 'bout what they hear
The streets, they took a lot of tears
Don't bring my ratchet ass up in here
Don't bring yo' ratchet ass up in here
Don't bring my ratchet ass up in here
Don't bring yo' ratchet ass up in here
Tell that bitch I'ma hit her line when my plane land
When I'm in your city, I be running round, don't even make plans
YSL hoodie on my top half, costed eight bands
Almost ran from the Springer, thought it was the Ray Van
Hit your city with two hunnid long, this before I pick up the packet
Move around like I'm a giant, my shoes you couldn't put Shaq in
Went on tour with thirty bitches, we gon' need way more credentials
Fifty K just on this pendant, you reach, I'ma let off a missile
Michael Jackson in my city, turn you into a zombie, no Thriller
Caught an attempt on your bitch, when I fucked her, I tried to kill her
Crib came with a theatre, I used to sleep int he trenches
Space heaters, fast-food boxes all you see in here, ****
Don't wanna hear 'bout what you did
Go and tell 'em stories to your kids
You can go play tough with your bitch
You play with me, them killers split your wig
But I'ma tell them ****
Gotta ride with the sticks
Screaming fuck the opposite
The streets gon' talk 'bout what they hear
The streets, they took a lot of tears
Don't bring my ratchet ass up in here
Don't bring yo' ratchet ass up in here
Don't bring my ratchet ass up in here
Don't bring yo' ratchet ass up in here
**** too comfortable, **** finessing, they fuck with you
I take a Xanny to substitute, all of the Percies I threw up, yeah
**** too gullible, chain one color, not colorful
My **** don't fuck with you
When you hot, she gon' suck on you
I dropped my lean, I'm hella full
Call up brother to bring up a pint
Bitches be wanting to get clout off you, bitch ain't tryna fight
Cuban link dynamite, they shine without a light
You touch, you die tonight, my killers on dynamite
Riding 'round in the city in a Bentley
Riding around in the city, gotta get it
Never should've gave my youngin a Hemi
Ain't nobody go, go against me
Lean steady fucking up a **** kidney
Bitches tryna fucking suck up on a ****
Diamond whole carat, clear boy jet it
Don't copy this convo, parrot, in the trenches, terrace
Getting money a fetish, drugs coming in milly
Break it down then sell it, put the bag in the rental
I am the plug, ain't no middle man
That fake talk out the window
Gotta ride with the sticks
Screaming fuck the opposite
The streets gon' talk 'bout what they hear
The streets, they took a lot of tears
Don't bring my ratchet ass up in here
Don't bring yo' ratchet ass up in here
Don't bring my ratchet ass up in here
Don't bring yo' ratchet ass up in here
