ratchet sticks - p yungin lyrics
[intro]
cloy, i be chillin’
p yungin got a six, he a hit you in your fifty
i make sure i got a’s and b’s
settle rust
p yungin (uh)
uh*uh*uh (ayy, what that six doin’?)
you play with me, you gon’ die, you play with me, you gon’ die (f*ck you doin’, n*gga? play with the gang)
you play with me, you gon’ die, you play with me, you gon’ die, n*gga, die, n*gga
[chorus]
you get f*cked over, the coroners come pick up ya body (body)
i don’t know what’s wrong, but py, he really be wildin’
i got shottas up in dallas, i got smoke off, they ain’t hiding
speak on trent, you try to rip, i swear to god i bust ya body
you get rolled up for that acting and that cappin’, b*tch
she talk smart, i bat that b*tch
i’ma flip ’em for sam savage, b*tch
we get active with them ratchet sticks
he was green, so i had jack the jit
got a laser on the glock with a stick
i got the laser, my partner, he got the lil’ switch
ah*ah, glock with a switch
[verse]
he was talking, he got knocked in his sh*t
i pull up on ’em and buss at his sh*t
i don’t give a f*ck, i’ll hop in this b*tch
i don’t even much go to no clubs and sh*t
‘member days pull up to his cousins sh*t
will smith, everybody smacking lil’ chris
get on the side of ’em, put his head by his britches
it’s goin’ down, better ride wit that .60
ride with that .60, yeah
making a plan to come take me, f*ck that n*gga, just come get me, yeah
i heard them people feel my pain, they spoke on trent, well f*ck, they got bent
and we got guns up in this car, steady screamin’, “free my brothers from out the pen”
smoking on exotic while i buss another “wood down
he keep talking sh*t, i promise to god, make sure he get put down
f*ck the system, i been thuggin’ since i was a young child
no wwe, but just like smack, you can’t reverse it now
[chorus]
you get f*cked over, the coroners come pick up ya body (body)
i don’t know what’s wrong, but py, he really be wildin’
i got shottas up in dallas, i got smoke off, they ain’t hiding
speak on trent, you try to rip, i swear to god i bust ya body
you get rolled up for that acting and that cappin’, b*tch
she talk smart, i bat that b*tch
i’ma flip ’em for sam savage, b*tch
we get active with them ratchet sticks
he was green, so i had jack the jit
got a laser on the glock with a stick
i got the laser, my partner, he got the lil’ switch
[outro]
ah*ah, glock with a switch
he walk talking, he got knocked in his sh*t (he got knocked in his sh*t)
i don’t even much go to no clubs and sh*t
‘member days pull up to his cousins sh*t (his cousin sh*t)
it’s goin’ down, better ride wit that .60 (better ride with that .60)
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