Ratchet Lyrics – Key Glock
G-lock, yeah
(BandPlay)
Yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Uh (Yeah)
Old cappin’-ass niggas (Cap)
Got clips, like a movie, for these actin’-ass niggas (Bah)
Ten foreign whips (Phew), still a ratchet-ass *** (Skrrt)
Yeah, all out in the hills, with that ratchet on me, *** (Fire)
These niggas playin’ both sides, monkey in the middle
My neck Atlantic Ocean and my wrist the Nile River (Phew)
Got money on my mind every time a *** get up (Phew)
I’m shittin’ on the industry, can’t crop me out the picture (Yeah)
Yeah, bad *** on my side, ***, I call her Matilda (Uh)
Seven in my bank, we came a long way from the Swishers
Ayy, when you run that money up, just watch them niggas switch up (Ayy)
This money *** ain’t new to me, at fifteen, I was ten up
Bad *** look like a [?], walkin’ ’round with my chin up
One money-hungry-ass ***, breakfast, lunch, and dinner (Yeah)
I took a couple losses, that *** though, made me a winner (Uh)
Boss ***, baby, yeah, I do this for Flippa, ***
I’m nothin’ like these cappin’-ass niggas (Cap)
Got clips, like a movie, for these actin’-ass niggas (Fire)
Ten foreign whips, still a ratchet-ass *** (Yeah)
All out in the hills, with that ratchet on me, *** (Bah)
These niggas playin’ both sides, monkey in the middle
My neck Atlantic Ocean and my wrist the Nile River (Phew)
Got money on my mind every time a *** get up (Phew)
I’m shittin’ on the industry, can’t crop me out the picture (Ayy, yeah)
***, what the *** you thought this was? (Huh?)
Yeah, I got *** on my mind, and it’s not the drugs
I’m not your folks, I’m not your cousin, I’m not your blood
Yeah, I pour fours all the time, I sip lots of mud
White folks starin’ at me, I’m a rich-ass thug
*** your *** from the back, while I’m hittin’ my doggy
Yeah, I smell like baccarat, but the blunt’s still musty
Diamonds dancin’, Michael Jackson, I’m a bad ***
Uh, yeah, I’m a bad *** (Glizock)
Diamonds dancin’, Michael Jackson, I’m a bad ***
New Celine jean jacket, ***, I dress like a trucker
All these *** on my ding-a-ling, like John Tucker
Yeah, uh (What?)
Old cappin’-ass niggas (Yeah)
Got clips, like a movie, for these actin’-ass niggas (Bah)
Ten foreign whips, still a ratchet-ass *** (Skrrt)
Yeah, all out in the hills, with that ratchet on me, *** (Fire)
These niggas playin’ both sides, monkey in the middle
My neck Atlantic Ocean and my wrist the Nile River (Phew)
Got money on my mind every time a *** get up (Phew)
I’m shittin’ on the industry, can’t crop me out the picture, ***