Rats!

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Rats!

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Shawty wanna smoke She rolling dope And now she cough on me Looking like a ghost I'm off the shit She get in, come with me Fifty for a bag I got her smoking all that broccoli Shawty want the money Told that bitch to speak in guapanese Netuh Uh, yah I got a pack from my buddy Your buddy, he look like a rat, rat, rat, rat I fuck that bitch And I pass it to Brody He passing her back, back, back, back Fuck with the gang I ain't coming to play 'Less you playing with straps Part of the mass Shawty gon' suck on my dick And I swear that I ain't even ask, bitch 40k stay double stacked Got that cheese, I'm on them rats Smoke all in the streets I fill your block up with some body bags 8 ball in my sock and when I'm walking I be flipping packs Pull up out the coffin (?) 'til my legs collapse Snorting off the key Shawty wanna smoke She rolling dopе And now she cough on me Looking like a ghost I'm off thе shit She get in, come with me Fifty for a bag I got her smoking all that broccoli Shawty want the money Told that bitch to speak in guapanese I'm coming out of the sediment Born in the dirt while you're out of your element Wait, wrong song Fuck on that bitch and I leavin' her desolate Everyone 'round me I'm better than Walk in the room and I look like an elephant I fuck on that bitch with some elegance I got a girl that gon' cover my evidence Yeah, bloody on my lips My dog vicious and I ain't call him off Hand around your throat You looking, bitch, I see your block is soft Break him like a stick I stick 'em up and rip the pockets off If he talking shit, I take his soul and make his body drop I got a pack from my buddy Your buddy, he look like a rat, rat, rat, rat I fuck that bitch And I pass it to Brody He passing her back, back, back, back Fuck with the gang I ain't coming to play 'Less you playing with straps Part of the mass Shawty gon' suck on my dick And I swear that I ain't even ask, bitch Shawty wanna smoke She rolling dope And now she cough on me Looking like a ghost I'm off the shit She get in, come with me Fifty for a bag I got her smoking all that broccoli Shawty want the money Told that bitch to speak in guapanese

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