Upscale Ratchet
Hook:
Kicking back home sipping on that Patrone
Gucci swap, Gucci belt like get my match on.
Hating ass, niggas need to get off my dick
And don't be surprised if I call you a (bitch)!
Getting money, have fun, stay heated
Calm down girl you're just a little too conceded
If you pretty with a bad attitude, you ain't shit
Don't be surprised when I call you a (bitch)
Buster, wankster, fuck boy, snitch
You cunt, you tramp, you make me sick!
Buster, wankster, fuck boy, snitch
You cunt, you tramp, you stupid (bitch)!
Ya, don't mind me!
I'm just seeing double like it's PIP
Hannah Montana she can be my lead,
And I don't give a fuck, bitch, I'm VIP!
Yeah, get it cracking like a relapse
80 poop, I stay bent like knee caps
Reckon labels better raise my pay rate
Cause I connect the chosen people like Jay-Z
I'm what the world excited for
I'm the type to shoot a mom with a silencer
I'm not one for the fronting,
Got nothing good to say then don't say nothing!
And I should be weighing more mature, but I got a way with words
So till that day occurs, I'mma say two short favorite words.
Hook:
Kicking back home sipping on that Patrone
Gucci swap, Gucci belt like get my match on.
Hating ass, niggas need to get off my dick
And don't be surprised if I call you a (bitch)!
Getting money, have fun, stay heated
Calm down girl you're just a little too conceded
If you pretty with a bad attitude, you ain't shit
Don't be surprised when I call you a (bitch)
Buster, wankster, fuck boy, snitch
You cunt, you tramp, you make me sick!
Buster, wankster, fuck boy, snitch
You cunt, you tramp, you stupid (bitch)!
Fuck rappers, I throw more stars than a ninja
Promote a nigga watch me do numbers like Avengers
I'm the champ in the top fire contenders
My homies break down the birds with a blender.
And we don't fuck with the rats!
Niggas who switch gangs and hold the dog back
Jerking off since you came on the scene
Hang in there, sport, David Carradine!
So let the haters try without me
You clown ass bitch was doing fine without me
Till I hop in the quatro fourth Maserati
Coming home with the face dripping all Bugatti.
And I should be weighing more mature, but I got a way with words
So till that day occurs, I'mma say two short favorite words.
Hook:
Kicking back home sipping on that Patrone
Gucci swap, Gucci belt like get my match on.
Hating ass, niggas need to get off my dick
And don't be surprised if I call you a (bitch)!
Getting money, have fun, stay heated
Calm down girl you're just a little too conceded
If you pretty with a bad attitude, you ain't shit
So don't be surprised when I call you a (bitch)
Buster, wankster, fuck boy, snitch
You cunt, you tramp, you make me sick!
Buster, wankster, fuck boy, snitch
You cunt, you tramp, you stupid (bitch)!
Buster, wankster, fuck boy, snitch
You cunt, you tramp, you make me sick!
Buster, wankster, fuck boy, snitch
You cunt, you tramp, you stupid (bitch)!