🎵 Ratchet // by Key Glock

14 Contributors Ratchet Lyrics [Intro] G-Lock, yeah (BandPlay) Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Uh (Yeah) [Chorus] Old cappin'-ass niggas (Cap) Got clips like a movie for these actin'-ass niggas Yeah, ten foreign whips, still a ratchet-ass nigga (Skrrt) Yeah, all out in the hills with that ratchet on me, nigga These niggas playin' both sides, monkey in the middle My neck Atlantic Ocean and my wrist the Nile River Got money on my mind every time a nigga get up I'm shittin' on the industry, can't crop me out the picture [Verse 1] Yeah, bad bitch on my side, nigga, I call her Matilda (Yeah) Seven in my Backwood, came a long way from the Swishers Ayy, when you run that money up, just watch them niggas switch up (Ayy) This money shit ain't new to me, at fifteen, I was ten up Bad bitch look like a pinup, walkin' 'round with my chin up One money-hungry-ass nigga, breakfast, lunch, and dinner (Yeah) I took a couple losses, that shit there made me a winner Uh, boss shit, baby, yeah, I do this for Flippa, bitch [Chorus] I'm nothin' like these cappin'-ass niggas Got clips like a movie for these actin'-ass niggas Yeah, ten foreign whips, still a ratchet-ass nigga (Yeah) Yeah, all out in the hills with that ratchet on me, nigga These niggas playin' both sides, monkey in the middle My neck Atlantic Ocean and my wrist the Nile River Got money on my mind every time a nigga get up I'm shittin' on the industry, can't crop me out the picture (Ayy, yeah) [Verse 2] Nigga, what the fuck you thought this was? (Huh?) Yeah, I got murder on my mind and it's not the drugs I'm not your folks, I'm not your cousin, I'm not your blood Yep, I pour fours all the time, I sip lots of mud White folks starin' at me, I'm a rich-ass thug Fuck your bitch from the back while I'm hittin' my Dougie Yeah, I smell like Baccarat, but the blunt still musty Diamonds dancin', Michael Jackson, I'm a bad motherfucker Uh, yeah (Ayy), I'm a bad motherfucker (Glizock) Diamonds dancin', Michael Jackson, I'm a bad motherfucker New Celine jean jacket, bitch, I dress like a trucker All these bitches on my ding-a-ling like John Tucker Yeah, uh (What?) [Chorus] Old cappin'-ass niggas (Yeah) Got clips like a movie for these actin'-ass niggas Yeah, ten foreign whips, still a ratchet-ass nigga (Skrrt) Yeah, all out in the hills with that ratchet on me, nigga These niggas playin' both sides, monkey in the middle My neck Atlantic Ocean and my wrist the Nile River Got money on my mind every time a nigga get up I'm shittin' on the industry, can't crop me out the picture, bitch