Upscale Ratchet (feat. Dina Rae) (Explicit)

Upscale Ratchet (Explicit) - Ras Kass/Dina Rae

Kicking back home sipping on that patrone

Gucci swap gucci belt like get my match on

Hating a** niggas need to get off my dick

And don't be surprised if i call you a b**ch

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 sh*t

Don't be surprised when i call you a b**ch

Buster wankster f**k boy snitch

You cunt you tramp you make me sick

Buster wankster f**k boy snitch

You cunt you tramp you stupid b**ch

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 f**k b**ch i'm vip

Here get it cracking like a relapse

82 i stay bent like knee caps

Reckon labels better raise my pay rate

Cause i connect the chosen people like jay jay

I'm what the world excited for

I'm the type to shoot a mom with a silencer

I'm not one for the frontin

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'ma say too short favorite words

Kicking back home sipping on that patrone

Gucci swap gucci belt like get my match on

Hating a** niggas need to get off my dick

And don't be surprised if i call you a b**ch

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 sh*t

Don't be surprised when i call you a b**ch

Buster wankster f**k boy snitch

You cunt you tramp you make me sick

Buster wankster f**k boy snitch

You cunt you tramp you stupid b**ch

F**k rappers i throw more stars than a ninja

Promote a ni**a 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 f**k 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

Still let the haters try without me

You clown a** b**ch was doing fine without me

Till i hop in the quadron fourth maseratti

Coming home with the face dripping all bukake

And i should be weighing more mature

But i got a way with words

So till that day occurs

I'ma say too short favorite words

Kicking back home sipping on that patrone

Gucci swap gucci belt like get my match on

Hating a** niggas need to get off my dick

And don't be surprised if i call you a b**ch

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 sh*t

Don't be surprised when i call you a b**ch

Buster wankster f**k boy snitch

You cunt you tramp you make me sick

Buster wankster f**k boy snitch

You cunt you tramp you stupid

B**ch

B**ch