Yung Juv - Ratchet! Lyrics

Oh my god she called me ratchet
Ratchet
Ratchet
Oh my god she called me ratchet
Oh my god she called me ratchet
Talking mad shit
But you know that she can match it
Sucked my dick like she be magic
Heard you got no hoes that must be tragic
If you're talking shit better @ me
Adding up money like a mathlete
Run on my dick like a track meet
I don't think you really wanna test me
My future can shine in the dark
You lose your mind just after dark
I bite your bitch just like a shark
You f*cked around and now your hurt
I might just f*ck on fiona dourif
What do i mean?
My flow is too damn f*cking clean
Golden razor on my chain
Golden razor on my chain
Oh my god she called me ratchet
Talking mad shit
But you know that she can match it
Sucked my dick like she be magic
Heard you got no hoes that must be tragic
Oh my god she called me ratchet
Talking mad shit
But you know that she can match it
Sucked my dick like she be magic
Heard you got no hoes that must be tragic
Why you gotta act like a damn ding-dong?
You boy looks like a damn nilbog
But he give better head by far
Whippin foreign cars
While getting head from is harder than you think
Im gettin plenty bitches and i dont even act out
You lookin like the class clown
Bitch you better back down
When we face to face you actin like a friend now?
Your girlie be liking all my pics
So i might just take a hit
When i swing i do not miss
Disrespect all on my wrist
Who the f*ck you think you is?
Out my dms
Off my dick
30k just on my cat
Now her collar lit as shit
Oh my god she called me ratchet
Talking mad shit
But you know that she can match it
Sucked my dick like she be magic
Heard you got no hoes that must be tragic
Oh my god she called me ratchet
Ratchet
Ratchet
Oh my god she called me ratchet
Ratchet
Oh my god she called me ratchet
Talking mad shit
But you know that she can match it
Sucked my dick like she be magic
Heard you got no hoes that must be tragic