Ratchet Sticks

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 (Fuck you doin', nigga? Play with the gang) You play with me, you gon' die, you play with me, you gon' die, nigga, die, nigga [Chorus] You get fucked 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', bitch She talk smart, I bat that bitch I'ma flip 'em for Sam Savage, bitch 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 shit I pull up on 'em and buss at his shit I don't give a fuck, I'll hop in this bitch I don't even much go to no clubs and shit 'Member days pull up to his cousins shit 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, fuck that nigga, just come get me, yeah I heard them people feel my pain, they spoke on Trent, well fuck, 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 shit, I promise to God, make sure he get put down Fuck 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 fucked 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', bitch She talk smart, I bat that bitch I'ma flip 'em for Sam Savage, bitch 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 shit (He got knocked in his shit) I don't even much go to no clubs and shit 'Member days pull up to his cousins shit (His cousin shit) It's goin' down, better ride wit that .60 (Better ride with that .60)