Ratchet Hood Hoe (Intro) lyrics

by

Rx Papi


[Chorus]
Pull up on my plug in a rented Toyota
Re-up while we at his daughter quincañera
Rental from here but the plates say Florida
Pull up to the trap and place your order
Skim this quarterpounder, not shave the quarter
DrugRixh n*gga, I ain't taking no orders
Naggin' hood hoe, but she spoiled
Put your hand down, I ain't got nun' for you
Pray you don't cross me, I hope you loyal
Stay down with me, I'll be sure to reward you
Ratchet hood hoe, but she gorgeous
Dressed in designer, you can't afford it
She chose me, I ain't have no choicеs
Alone on the stove I bе hearing voices
Going through my phone then you started wilin'
Fight for a minute then I take you shopping
Stay true to the game, I can't do no flodging
Stand out on the block, I'm not camouflaging
DrugRixh Papi, they know who I am
She spit twist combo use both of her hands
I'm on the road, gotta go for them bands
I got a pole, so do both of my mans
Stay on the herb, I can't f*ck with no xans
Stones on my shirt match the ones on my pants
[Verse: Rx Papi]
Walk in the kitchen, he baggin dope at the table
When it come to the gas, I got it on lock
When it come to the trap, n*gga ring the bell then knock
Sticks in this b*tch, don't make it hot
She sit by my side on a slow day, give me head
She ain't really with the foul play, [?]
sh*t can hit from close range (yuh, yuh, yuh)
I bought her ? ass some ?
Maison Margiela these ain't ?
Ass fat like she Photoshopped it
Play with me, choppa hit a n*gga noggin
When she with me, she don't care bout her problems
She gone show me she ain't really her talk on, Snapchat-
Flexing sh*t that I bought her, neck VVS, drip nothing but water
Hurricane wrist, she whip just like I taught her
Married to the trap but love you like my daughter
I knew you was mine from the first time I saw you
Like a fish on the line, the way that I caught you
How much for your love, I'll make you an offer
First you was hard, but I got you softer
Step up on a b*tch, you know how to boss up
f*ck in the trap, get you over the counter

[Chorus]
Pull up on my plug in a rented Toyota
Re-up while we at his daughter quincañera
Rental from here but the plates say Florida
Pull up to the trap and place your order
Skim this quarterpounder, not shave the quarter
DrugRixh n*gga, I ain't taking no orders
Naggin' hood hoe, but she spoiled
Put your hand down, I ain't got nun' for you
Pray you don't cross me, I hope you loyal
Stay down with me, I'll be sure to reward you
Ratchet hood hoe, but she gorgeous
Dressed in designer, you can't afford it
She chose me, I ain't have no choices
Alone on the stove I be hearing voices
Going through my phone then you started wilin'
Fight for a minute then I take you shopping
Stay true to the game, I can't do no flodging
Stand out on the block, I'm not camouflaging
DrugRixh Papi, they know who I am
She spit twist combo use both of her hands
I'm on the road, gotta go for them bands
I got a pole, so do both of my mans
Stay on the herb, I can't f*ck with no xans
Stones on my shirt match the ones on my pants
[Verse 2: RXK Nephew]
Stones on my shirt match the ones on my pants
Straight drop, I can make a junkie dance
I'm ambidextrous, cook with both of my hands
Real trap n*gga, stayin down with them grams
Brrrr! I cut that work in advance
Call up the plug, need the work in that van
Babygirl twist turn combo with her hands
You ain't gotta lie to me, baby that's the plan
Huh? Amber alert! Pack got gone
Cook a deuce 5 minutes, won't be long
They just gave my brodie lifetime, boy stay strong
I'll be whipping my wrist 'till that boy come home
I was raised in the trap, that b*tch my home
I'm DrugRixh for real, I could serve you a zone
I ain't looked up to no man, I looked up to the stove
Real trap n*gga, got that b*tch in my home

[Chorus]
Pull up on my plug in a rented Toyota
Re-up while we at his daughter quincañera
Rental from here but the plates say Florida
Pull up to the trap and place your order
Skim this quarterpounder, not shave the quarter
DrugRixh n*gga, I ain't taking no orders
Naggin' hood hoe, but she spoiled
Put your hand down, I ain't got nun' for you
Pray you don't cross me, I hope you loyal
Stay down with me, I'll be sure to reward you
Ratchet hood hoe, but she gorgeous
Dressed in designer, you can't afford it
She chose me, I ain't have no choices
Alone on the stove I be hearing voices
Going through my phone then you started wilin'
Fight for a minute then I take you shopping
Stay true to the game, I can't do no flodging
Stand out on the block, I'm not camouflaging
DrugRixh Papi, they know who I am
She spit twist combo use both of her hands
I'm on the road, gotta go for them bands
I got a pole, so do both of my mans
Stay on the herb, I can't f*ck with no xans
Stones on my shirt match the ones on my pants
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