Rat
(专辑: It's A Set Up! - 2020)
Helluva made this beat baby [DeJ Loaf:] We-we-we'll bring the
chef to you My niggas cooking and they cater to For these tips, let's see what a
waiter, huh For these chips, let's see what a
hater do, huh Get killed, that's just what a
hater do And my daddy woulda left, he woulda been a
vegetable And I
ain't accept that, yeah, that's unacceptable Her daddy ain't gangster, your daddy was a
rat Rat, trapped Yeah, 'cause your daddy wasn't gangster, your daddy was a
rat Real killers move in silence, no tattoos Twelve o'clock, younging doing hits on the
Mongoose Had it up to here, I'm in snow boots A
nigga treat me like gold, he gon' eat me like soul food A
nigga treat me like gold, he gon' eat me like soul food Been had that bitch, yeah, she old news Been had that bitch, yeah, she old news Bad bitch, she don't eat fast food Good pussy, she don't eat fast food Bad bitches got a
bad attitude Couple shots, she gotta use the
bathroom We-we-we'll bring the
chef to you My niggas cooking and they cater to For these tips, let's see what a
waiter, huh For these chips, let's see what a
hater do, huh Get killed, that's just what a
hater do And my daddy woulda left, he woulda been a
vegetable And I
ain't accept that, yeah, that's unacceptable Her daddy ain't gangster, your daddy was a
rat Rat, trapped Yeah, 'cause your daddy wasn't gangster, your daddy was a
rat [Baby Money:] Hey If your daddy was a
rat, call you Nicki Burns It's at least sixty racks when I
lift my arm So many bitches in the
room, you gotta pick a
turn Niggas stab me in my back, but you live and learn I
done seen niggas get killed over those little jokes My daddy put a
nigga on, got killed for the
bros You think it's strippers in the
whip the
way we ride with poles Shit I'm doing e'rryday be niggas' life goals If your people was rats, then you're bloodline We can't find out where you at, then your 'cuz dying I
just count it out, two hunnid, gave me butterflies I
order steak when I
get hungry, get it butterfly Come back in white hunnids, bitch, I'm colorblind Tore up street, it's easy money, fuck the
other side It's a
thirty on your chop, it's a
drum on me They gon' get nervous in the
spot if I
come inside And it's crazy, niggas brag about my old bitch I
had them hoes homesick from all the
road trips I
put M30s in her skirt, told her, "Hold this" I
got a
Uzi in this Vert, spray the
whole clip It's easy money [Babys World:] My daddy was your vet before you had a
vet I'm thinking new Patek, you thinking Somerset My daddy had them keys, still got his set I
made two hunnid off the
piece thanks to my connect Just excuse me if I
sneeze, a
nigga really blessed They tried to give her forty Gs, niggas really stressed I
showed a
crib from overseas, I
thought the
bench was pressed I
made a
deal for thirty Gs, I
had my bitch collect I
skate the
plug, can't really read, still show respect We made a
fortune off them Bs, nigga, get some rest Might send a
fortune at your team, hit a
nigga set Ain't no abortions in our genes, from my daddy pack [Tay B:] Huh, yeah My daddy gangster and he rich, that's a
fact Real nigga, took his time on the
chin, that's on that I
can go anywhere, nigga, you know Tay steps And a
freak out the
country just to get her waist snatched I
fuck niggas' bitches, boy, you can't hit mine You ain't got one kid and I
can't switch mine Like a
fight in the
hair salon, you see clips flying My son, daddy, he would never be like 6ix9ine I
hit her and both her friends, that's a
three-peat You fucked that little bitch raw and she got BB In your bitch pussy or the
bank is where you see me Understand I'm pointing at niggas like you E.T Got the
best route, we like Waze with this shit I
head off for BME and you paid for the
bitch Gave it up in thirty minutes, you spent days with the
bitch I
hurt your feelings, they had that dad take your bitch, huh We sell drugs, I'm swiping too, huh For some ice, let's see what your wife would do, go Straight for the
head, something light-light should do Daddy a
rat, I
can see the
mice in you [DeJ Loaf:] We-we-we'll bring the
chef to you My niggas cooking and they cater to For these tips, let's see what a
waiter, huh For these chips, let's see what a
hater do, huh Get killed, that's just what a
hater do And my daddy woulda left, he woulda been a
vegetable And I
ain't accept that, yeah, that's unacceptable Her daddy ain't gangster, your daddy was a
rat Rat, trapped Yeah, 'cause your daddy wasn't gangster, your daddy was a
rat Been had that bitch, yeah, she old news, yeah Been had that bitch, yeah, she old news, yeah