#PROUDCATOWNERREMIX lyrics

[Intro]
Oh my God, Ronny

[Chorus: XXXTENTACION]
Oh, she ratchet, I might smash her
Bend that backwards, I might pass her
Homie on Casper, geekin' like Dexter
I do magic, no distraction
Yeah, my flow's on Destructo Disc
Too afraid to cuff a b*tch
These boys on that sucker sh*t
Feature price went up as sh*t like

[Verse 1: XXXTENTACION]
"Oh, big deal, are you Satan?"
I reply like, "Are you playin'?"
Slurp on pus*y like Lo Mein
I'm Progressive like Flo, man
Therapist knocking at my f*cking door, man
My body just look like G.I. Joe, man
Feds askin' questions, I don’t f*cking know man
Kim Jong Un to the f*cking flow, man
Like whip, lash like whip, lash like whip, lash like whip, mhm
Diamond baller, broke my shoulder
She wan' f*ck (Ayy) but can't come over (Ayy)
When I met your shorty, hit the running man, mhm
Hopped out of jail, made a hunnid bands, mhm
KKK, I'm just hanging, man, mhm
Chris Rock, n*ggas acting funny, man
My money stretching like Luffy, uh
Like Disney, these n*ggas is Goofy, uh
I don't f*ck with snakes but like Gucci, uh
These n*ggas act fool for some coochie, uh
I will not go back to jail, uh
These n*ggas is blind, need braille, huh
Watch how I switch, watch how I switch
Nut on her, switch, watch how I- mhm
n*gga, where the f*ck is your energy? Cannot mimic your enemy
Play pawn defending me, I can palm you n*ggas
'Cause I warned you n*ggas, I never swung you n*ggas
I don't need no motherf*ckers shoulders to lean on
Way I ditch her pus*y, I treat it like ding dong
Harder than the Kim Possible theme song
[Interlude: XXXTENTACION]
Yeah re- real quick
I just- I just really wanted to say all you rappers suck

[Chorus: XXXTENTACION]
Oh, she ratchet, I might smash her
Bend that backwards, she sing like pastor
Homie on Casper, geekin' like Dexter
I do magic, no distraction
Yeah, my flow's on Destructo Disc
Too afraid to cuff a b*tch
These boys on that sucker sh*t
Feature price went up as sh*t like

[Verse 2: Rico Nasty]
(Rico!)
I ain't never asked for a handout
But I came up, now everybody got a hand out (Whoa)
I just got my truck on matte red, with a five percent tint (Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)
And them rims blacked out
Everybody 'round me gon' wait 'til I blackout
Put the pus*y on him, make a n*gga tap out
Just say where, and my n*ggas pop out
If you don't get the picture, we crop you out
They givin' out pus*y for shout-outs (What?)
These lil' b*tches live in my shadow (What?)
They see me in person and panic (What?)
My diamonds the color of candy
I'm used to shockin' these b*tches like Pikachu
Don't run away from me when I run into you
It can get surgical, personal (Whoa)
Everything I do be goin' up, I'm on my vertical
Yes, I'm a girl, I go harder than n*ggas do (Hmm)
I'm in a Benz, that's the color of Fruity Loops (Hmm)
My calendar's been lookin' so beautiful
How is you hatin' on me from a cubicle?
I got more money than you on my cuticle (b*tch)
When I pull up, all the b*tches like, "Aah!"
Only leave the house when I'm pickin' up a bag
Got a short temper, don't make me mad
Stop the comparisons, that sh*t embarassin'
b*tches at home, I just got back from Paris
And they got to check in with me like I'm parentin' (Hahaha)
You got to be quicker than that (Oh yeah)
[Chorus: XXXTENTACION]
Oh, she ratchet, I might smash her
Bend that backwards, she sing like pastor
Homie on Casper, geekin' like Dexter
I do magic, no distraction
Yeah, my flow's on Destructo Disc
Too afraid to cuff a b*tch
These boys on that sucker sh*t
Feature price went up as sh*t like

[Outro: XXXTENTACION]
I been trying to tell these n*ggas
I got- I got the Krabby Patty formula man
Come f*ck with me!