RAT 4 RAT lyrics

[Verse 1: BabyChiefDoit]
My side b*tch fat, so I call her Rick Ross
These n*ggas ain't never gave me a penny, I ain't never been scared to cut a motherf*cker off
Didn't I say stop callin' me, ho? I told you, I'm out with my motherf*ckin' dogs
She say, "Chief, why you act like this?" b*tch, didn't I tell you I'm a motherf*ckin' boss?
All of a sudden I can't stop droppin', I already started, it ain't no stoppin'
While it's crackin', ain't no lackin', if I'm not packin', foe'nem got it
She wanna f*ck but I don't get hard, that's 'cause I pop too much molly
I'm not totin' this gun for nun', baby, I'm out tryna hurt somebody
Uh, I'm tryna hurt me a n*gga, pat buddy back, tryna burp me a n*gga
These n*ggas walkin', and talkin', and dress like me, I done really gave birth to you n*ggas
You n*ggas act like hoes, if y'all need clothes, sis got skirts for you n*ggas
We pullin' up to the service blickin', just like Gildan, shirt me a n*gga
You told on him, he told on you, y'all went rat-for-rat
Both of my brothers goin' head-to-head in the back of the V, goin' hat-for-hat
Two n*ggas got blew down, one died, the other one ran and ain't come back
Boo in the trap and Auntie'll call, Boo said, "Hell nah, I ain't sellin' you crack"
I know a n*gga who face got erased, they ain't know who he was 'till they seen his tats
Me and DThang finna f*ck two white hoes, our new names is Cody and Zack
Your homie died, you sittin', cryin on Live, f*ck n*gga, go get back
I'm gon' bounce out, DThang bounce out, Trunky bounce out, switch attack

[Break: BabyChiefDoit]
Don Julio, got haircuts in the studio
I like big booty hoes, all 'em wanna do me though
Man, this sh*t 'bout cash, n*gga, this sh*t 'bout Sex Money Murder, n*gga
Zoo Gang or no gang, n*gga, 2612 sh*t, b*tch, I ain't got no more to say
[Verse 2: DThangFrm115]
Me and foe'nem took your sh*t, now just come get it back
Beefin' on the net, we don't do that, we posted where we at
Shots out the MAC, he tried to run, now he flipped on his back
Ain't playin' laser tag, but when we catch him we gon' tag his ass
Foe'nem hot, they out here steady spinnin' blocks
Don't you get tired of seein' broke n*ggas? I'm tired of seein' opps
See, y'all been tellin' not to slide, kick down your door, now that b*tch hot
I'm grimy as hell, go through his pockets while he's sleepin' off them bars
TRX kittin' up the car, we in the store, left by the pop
I hit your ho and then I left her ass, 'cause she hang with the opps
Don't give no f*ck, we shoot at cops, shoot your son around your pops
Get your lo', now we in hots, and we just spinnin' through y'all blocks, n*gga

[Outro: DThangFrm115]
Uh, blocks, n*gga
Spinnin' through y'all—
Say we spinnin' through y'all blocks, n*gga
Know how the f*ck we comin', n*gga, Zoo Life or nothin', n*gga
2612 sh*t, animals only