Upscale Ratchet lyrics

[Hook: Ras Kass]
Kicking back home sipping on that patrone
Gucci swap, gucci belt like get my match on
Hating ass n*ggas need to get off my di*k
And don't be surprised if I call you a b*tch
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*tch

[Bridge: Dina Rae]
Buster, wankster , f*ck boy, snitch
You c*nt , you tramp you make me sick
Buster, wankster , f*ck boy, snitch
You c*nt , you tramp , you stupid b*tch

[Verse 1: Ras Kass]
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*ck b*tch 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
[Pre-Hook: Ras Kass]
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

[Hook: Ras Kass]
Kicking back home sipping on that patrone
Gucci swap, gucci belt like get my match on
Hating ass n*ggas need to get off my di*k
And don't be surprised if I call you a b*tch
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*tch

[Bridge: Dina Rae]
Buster, wankster , f*ck boy, snitch
You c*nt , you tramp you make me sick
Buster, wankster , f*ck boy, snitch
You c*nt , you tramp , you stupid b*tch

[Verse 2: Ras Kass]
f*ck rappers, I throw more stars than a ninja
Promote a n*gga 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*ck with the rats
n*ggas who switch gangs and hold the dog back
j*rking off since you came on the scene
Hang in there sport David Carradine
Still let the haters try without me
You clown ass b*tch was doing fine without me
Till I hop in the quadron fourth maseratti
Coming home with the face dripping all bukake
[Pre-Hook: Ras Kass]
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

[Hook: Ras Kass]
Kicking back home sipping on that patrone
Gucci swap, gucci belt like get my match on
Hating ass n*ggas need to get off my di*k
And don't be surprised if I call you a b*tch
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*tch

[Bridge: Dina Rae]
Buster, wankster , f*ck boy, snitch
You c*nt , you tramp you make me sick
Buster, wankster , f*ck boy, snitch
You c*nt , you tramp , you stupid b*tch