Lyrics:
rat race
Connected to a cat face, you can ask them pussies how a lap taste
Maybe like cookies to a monster
Run a mouse to the miles of meows, call me
Hopped out in some brand new Jordan's
Nigga I'm scoring
The work jumping like Jordan
Gotta make a fortune
Hell cat scorching
That's over seven
still think you in high school
But you not, but you will be looking at your last new year
Ha, boo-ya, bombs over Baghdad
Compliments since 7 Mile,
guess the cat is out the bag now
Fucked ha like a dog but I made the pussy meow
Money just say ne-hao how I let speak for me now
These niggas think they
free all my beast out the zoo
I'm fuckin'this bitch and she cute, she blowin' me like a kazoo
I want that pussy right now (Meow) I'm tryin' to make Doja
you ride for me?
Well I'ma die for you
Would you die for me?
Obviously, we all know you type of cats, let they man get struck
Never strike back,
you ride for me?
Well I'ma die for you
Would you die for me?
Obviously, we all know you type of cats, let they man get struck
Never strike back,
November, beatin' on my meat
Typin' out the rhymes by the sheet
Money on my mama, we gon' succeed
Scary Mary, that bitch won't stop starin'
Grab that gram by
too loud
I took 10 thou to this Luau
Made hoes pop the kitty cat all night like meow
My bros hit me up like yo what's up
I said I slipped that shit in
years not dare would I
Pull a Pharcyde, let you pass me by (uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh)
Nothin' like your last guy, he too square for you
He don't smack that
stitch, to me they soundin bitch
In my sounds the glitch of hatred, for cats who ain't make it
I'ma give it, as far as you can take it
Tried to take
hardly eat
The police works weak
They do not travel to Milano on the fashion weeks
But hey, cats are still together
The crescent moon was the thing that
'cause we live by the sword
Three, plus sixty degrees
Two, for the black and the blue
One, for the sun, step into millennium
Ten
Nine
Eight
Seven
to Atlanta for a while but I'm back now
You can find me in the back smoking pack now
Park plus Slacks that's the cats new meow
Beat the pussy up like my name
L.T., Uh, The nerve of this bitch
A bitch made purpose is to service a mac
In a skirt till her feet hurt workin trap
No breaks, ho break mine
bitch do a line now she giving me the cocaine face
I caught a chase jumped out on foot now I got a case
Fans wanna stop me for a pic but a nigga got
the thousands
It's all a part of the grinding
It's 7 years I've been rhyming
I overcame any problem
Everything changed since Autumn
Took all the chances
I
(yeah)
Told so many lies to these broads (too many lies)
Blew so much money, poped so many bottles
Yeah I fucked a bitch just because (just because)
Baby, it's in your nature (meow)
Just let me liberate you (hey, hey, hey)
You don't need no papers (hey, hey, hey)
That man is not your maker (hey,
that bad bitch down
Shib the big dog on the block right now
Turned doge to ah cat on the blockchain meow
Burn Shiba Inu
We bout to kill doge
Ay
Shib
friends, we shoot at your mans
(Damn)
We makin' them dance
(Ooh)
Cause we throwin' them bands
We countin' them racks
(Racks)
Meow like a cat
(Mmrreoow)
We
could shield my reign
You ain't got money for the gas bitch, get out the range
Got welcomed to the game wit' like 4 mil' and change
Nigga's
I'ma give all why y'all something, word up
Word up, all my live cats out there gonna love me for this one
They goin' be like,
"Yo you, you need
the track of the beat watch Bobby flip the metronome
High voltage, keep my seat in winsbro cultured
Kill enemies by mailin them the poison glue postage
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