Ratatat

(álbum: BasketCase - 2023)

Skaleaton
Boy

Rat-a-tat-tat, get your body dumped (Body dumped)
Rat-a-tat-tat, get your body dumped (Body dumped)
Rat-a-tat-tat, get your body dumped (Body dumped)
Rat-a-tat-tat, Glock, rat-a-tat-tat (What, what?)

Murder up on my mind so I don't even know what time it is
Thunder and lightning above my head, what the fuck the climate is?
Standing here with the reaper, that's my brother, so I ride with him
These bitches want your money and your secrets, don't confide in them, wait
Blood on my hands, blood on my face, blood on my blade
Promise I would, I bet that I could, but I cannot change
Razor blade on my waist
Fucking with BONES, it gon' be your last day (What?)

Rat-a-tat-tat, get your body dumped (Body dumped)
Rat-a-tat-tat, get your body dumped (Body dumped)
Rat-a-tat-tat, get your body dumped (Body dumped)
Rat-a-tat-tat, Glock, rat-a-tat-tat

My younging running up and dumping
My younging run up and gut ya
I pass the blade to my brother
I told him, "Keep it till morning"
The sun come up and I'm yawning
I've yet to sleep, I've been rolling
I grip and sip on the 40
I watch 'em float in the ocean
I feel the breeze
My head blowing some motion
She on my body like lotion
She like the way that I'm focused
Bitch let me be
I need some space and some dope and
I need a cup of that potion
To put my mind back in ease, back in ease

This some type of shit you only hear 'bout in history books
What, what (Yeah), what (Yeah), what?
This some type of shit you only hear 'bout in history books
Ahh, ahh, ahh, SESH