Guap Tarantino & Nav - Ratchets lyrics

Talk, talk Young Freeband Gang, yeah ATL Jacob Got the bags from LA, took a PJ to Miami Lil one got the stick, he got that Draco automatic (Drr) Went to Avianne and put them birds on a Patek (Brr) 12 just hit the spot, we put the birds in the attic (Brr) Zone 6 n***a, you steal them pills from my granny I just kept sh** real, now your meals, Freeband bandit I done got that damn deal, now they got chills, we want static (Woo) I just went up a hill, finna stop f**in' ratchets I just went top rope, Guap Mode on a baddie (Yah) Plug Life chain around my neck, finna get the bird tatted (Woo) I'm the same young n***a, used to get gas from my daddy In high school, n***a, in every cla**, I kept that ratchet (Ra-ra-racks) Yeen gotta know, put them racks up (Yah) I just spent a dub at the down club (Yah yah) Them ain't real diamonds on your wrist, boy, hold your Rollie up Young Freeband Gang, we in this b**h, so please don't act tough (Young Freebandz gang) Put them racks on her back, back that a**, bring it back In the Wraith, me and NAV (Skrt), keep Hi-Tech in the lab A hundred bags, do the math, run up a bag, warrin' sad A hundred racks, me and NAV, got in my bag, no cap (No cap) Got the bags from LA, took a PJ to Miami Lil one got the stick, he got that Draco automatic (Tarantino ho) Went to Avianne and put them birds on a Patek (Brr) 12 just hit the spot, we put the birds in the attic (Brr) Zone 6 n***a, you steal them pills from my granny I just kept sh** real, now your meals, Freeband bandit I done got that damn deal, now they got chills, we want static (Woo) I just went up a hill, finna stop f**in' ratchets Got a Zone 6 ratchet, she be sleepin' on a mattress (Woah) f** her in the attic, spend like 80 on a Patek (Yuh) Ridin' with an address and a semi-automatic (Brr) Don't do it, no pillow talkin', I am not a chatty patty (Nah) Your girlfriend call me zaddy 'cause I'm richer than her daddy Prada shoes with the strap, I can't wear no Ballys My fans be screamin' louder than the crowd at March Madness Pourin' up the mud, I'm stuck, I'm tryna keep my balance I went halfs with Cash and took a jet to ATL (Woah) Me and Plug got 30 b**hes sittin' in a hotel Never mind my haters, let 'em watch my pockets swell (Woah) XO FGB, you diss, you runnin' from these shells Got the bags from LA, took a PJ to Miami Lil one got the stick, he got that Draco automatic (Tarantino ho) Went to Avianne and put them birds on a Patek (Brr) 12 just hit the spot, we put the birds in the attic (Brr) Zone 6 n***a, you steal them pills from my granny I just kept sh** real, now your meals, Freeband bandit I done got that damn deal, now they got chills, we want static (Woo) I just went up a hill, finna stop f**in' ratchets