Gunplay - Whip That Rati lyrics

[Hook] I got homies that'll catch bodies Started off at that bottom N now every time that i f** Its two hoes that I'm poppin N now who the f** want problems? Point em out an I got em I can AK or revolve em Either way it ain't no talking Cause it all began wit jus a gram N i stacked that to a brick You gotta know if i send them goons Your mattress getting flipped They gon take it all your money gone Jus like a magic trick, man my palm Will mot stop itching gotta have that grip! [Verse 1 - Matty Raw] Ayo i gotta have that grip I been stacking it since a git I been working my a** off N i got my chance to go legit All of my soldiers holding drums But only a band will get you hit N all of y'all becoming slaves While uncle sam is getting rich But I'm like f** that, not me I keep my wrist froze, hockey I need some good head, sloppy I like them spanish hoes, mami Now who that be that?, slidin That be that Matt Raw!, hidin Behind that black tint in that black car With that black chick that like white broads N all my homies come from the streets All my homies done been in beef All my homies done sold d** N all my homies done popped a slug All of us done came up from flipping dope n flippin molly I already done copped the dodge, I'm tryna whip that rati!! [Verse 2 - Gunplay] Im d-boy fresh, 3 corvettes All shorty wanna do is what a d-boy says D-boy nikes wit a d-boy check D-boy ice on a d-boy neck Black bottle bussa, mack on the dresser You crack under pressure but crack is my hustle Compress a kilo come get this perico Mileage on zero my Benz jus a week old Coke in the cup, whip wit the fork Microwave i can make chips n a porsche f** a high fashion barbie Then crash the rari, I'm rich n reckless You guessed it, I'm sorry!!