Rat Runners

Run up on me, please try your luck Nigga, stick to beats, yo' music suck Lil' boy, give Summrs back his gun Play with lil' Faygo and you can't run Hit a blitz right now, lil' boy get rushed Get a plate right now, lil' boy, you lunch These niggas be thinkin' they untouched 'Til they find out I don't give no fucks (Oh shit, a rat) Yeah (uh-uh-uh), yeah (whoa) Yeah, yeah, whoa Only take one call (go) Only take one call Quit dissin' up in your song When you know you ain't with it at all It really only take one call Nigga keep playin', I'ma send lil' Kankan home (bih!) How you gonna block? Can't diss me Choppa got kick, get a lot of my crispy These lil' niggas too feminine for me How your name Kankan but you act like a Courtney? God, why you make these niggas so corny? Hit a lil' lick, I'ma have to extort him Chop to his face and that bitch hold forty All in your house like motherfuckin' Cory I'm fuckin' this thot, and she do as I say so Pourin' that Fanta, I'm pourin' the mango Fuck that even mean? Nigga, fuck is a Faygo? Oh brother, this guy stinks Ha-ha-ha, yeah, laughin' Boy, I can't wait 'til I catch you in traffic Make that lil' boy disappear like magic Bruh, how you go live on IG rantin'? (Go) You ain't with no action Some of these Slayworld, these niggas be cappin' Talk real tough but it won't ever happen You need a Grammy, then way you be actin'? Run up on me, please try your luck Nigga, stick to beats, yo' music suck Lil' boy, give Summrs back his gun Play with lil' Faygo and you can't run Hit a blitz right now, lil' boy get rushed Get a plate right now, lil' boy, you lunch These niggas be thinkin' they untouched 'Til they find out, I don't give no fucks So what happened when Jay pulled up? Boy, we already know you a weird-ass nigga Your IG be flexin' them guns But we already know you ain't blowin' shit, nigga You was havin' too much fun You was writin' that lil'-ass wack-ass verse I'ma leave his mama, oh-so hurt When I put her son up in a hearse (yeah, yeah) Finna be a lesson you gon' learn Keep playin' with fire, then you get burned Keep playin' with me, you gon' get worked Don't wanna have to leave that boy in the dirt Don't wanna have to leave that boy on a shirt In front of him, I just turn that boy into a merch That nigga slumped, that lil' boy off a Perc' That little boy becomin' one with the Earth So what happened when Jay pulled up? Boy, we already know you a weird-ass nigga Your IG be flexin' them guns But we already know you ain't blowin' shit, nigga You was havin' too much fun You was writin' that lil'-ass wack-ass verse I'ma leave his mama, oh-so hurt When I put her son up in a hearse (yeah, yeah) Finna be a lesson you gon' learn Keep playin' with fire, then you get burned Keep playin' with me, you gon' get worked Don't wanna have to leave that boy in the dirt