Lyrics:
a crew neck
Old bitch gone
Another bitch on the way
Ima just call that shit new sex
Choppa ratta-tat hit him in the vest
He gone fuck around have a loose
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Night dweller any weather the sun setter
Rat-ta-tat, I know you hear that
About to attack, you better get back
We about to Go
Bang bang rattatat tat
You hold the gun and I'll hold the cash
You can f*** 'em up if they touch my stash
Known around town and I like it like
Brody go back-to-back
Cock it back and make a movie (cock it back)
Hitters go rat-ta-tat
Bat for bat
Don't make me moody (Moody)
Hoodie on
Back in
Dirt
I know this gone hurt
How many y’all on the front of Tshirts
Stepping back to da old me OG u know me
Rattatat Dat dataDat
Face Splat Thru Da
Hook (x2)
They thought he left to escape the rat-ta-tat
But his lip was fat, her eye was black;
She's telling everyone she fell, but nobody's
Bitch I be whipping the scat pack, Big bro
Told me chill but he know how it be in these streets
This Choppa I got it go "rat-ta-tat
My niggas dumb
a hop, aim at his mop, let blickies rat-ta-tat
FolksNem too shiesty won't see em comin', they hit the blitz
Go dig yo' mans up and ask him bout it we with
Stick
Stick
Stick
Pull out the sticks and rally caps
Wait for the drums go rattatat
Wait for the ball in the gap
Uh
I see the number on backs
Uh
I'm
Two .40 Glocks with big dicks, they go rat-ta-tat
Shit too brazy, gotta adapt to my habitat
I bought it at a store, told, "We ain't paying nun'
showing love
To my dawgs, to my folks
Violators be slugs in ya back
Ratta-tat
It's your dawg Project Pat
In the hood having fun
Sippin' on Pauk Mason
Give
nem Mickey e Mallory
Rat-ta-ta-t, não sobrou, nem um pedacinho pik esfumaçou
Toda insegurança que nos atacou
Fragmentos de um tempo q já passou hâáá....
to grasp it
Rattatat inspired me to write my single
Many more to come just wait and see what happens
Haven't reached the peak
My skill is climbing steep
Stay cookin’ up all day, no flapjacks
Make big bang in the game, rattatat tat
Don’t test me, save that for a lab rat, AHH!
(Yeah, yeah)
Whatchu mean?,
Rattatat-tat-tatted boy I'm two steppin'
Yeah yeah I'm the bomb, like a new weapon
Nagasaki, Hiroshima glad, we're in the present
So don't you wait no don't you wait
just add some drugs No hiv I'm
Packed up shooters make yo a** pack up you know I got
My racks up 40 gone make em need back up
Choppas Gone rattatat boys
should just rhyme, cut lines, no mirror or razor don't tuck nines
I've got a lyrical gat with a rattatat attack
Designed to cut a brat in half, inclined
back to a whack past, racial clashes we have to patch
Fat a** in a MAGA hat, Russian pacts for a bag of cash
Backpacks with the rattatats, kill cats
all think it's a magic act
Make the choppa go ratta-tat in my Mercedes, uh
Spit so much CO2 that I need my own carbon tax
Melt the mic like it's made
rattatat bustin on any pussy nigga tryna act
Swerving in this bitch but I'm relaxed pussy in yo heart
And that's just facts diamonds on my wrist
I make em
I hit your ass from the back with the MAC
Pussy nigga, ratta-tat (Do you want Smoke?)
And I'm on the song and you know it (we want all the Smoke)
that go rat-ta-tat
I'm in the back like gimme that
Off of the perc had a heart attack
I'm finna get my lick back
Ya bitch on my dick you big mad
She
clapped
If you tote the piece it's cool I still got goons behind my back
Keep the rattatat right on my lap they think I'm ash
Gotta catch em all ain't givin
girl a nice great snack
You got infinite gfs? Each better than the last
Hoppin' on in to get a quick chat
Grabbin' a friend like- rat-tatat tap
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