Klasic - Upscale Ratchet lyrics

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Klasic - Upscale Ratchet lyrics

[Hook: Ras Ka**] Kicking back home sipping on that patrone Gucci swap, gucci belt like get my match on Hating a** n***as need to get off my dick And don't be surprised if I call you a b**h 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** Don't be surprised when I call you a b**h [Bridge: Dina Rae] Buster, wa*kster , f** boy, snitch You c*nt , you tramp you make me sick Buster, wa*kster , f** boy, snitch You c*nt , you tramp , you stupid b**h [Verse 1: Ras Ka**] 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** b**h 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 Ka**] 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 Ka**] Kicking back home sipping on that patrone Gucci swap, gucci belt like get my match on Hating a** n***as need to get off my dick And don't be surprised if I call you a b**h 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** Don't be surprised when I call you a b**h [Bridge: Dina Rae] Buster, wa*kster , f** boy, snitch You c*nt , you tramp you make me sick Buster, wa*kster , f** boy, snitch You c*nt , you tramp , you stupid b**h [Verse 2: Ras Ka**] f** rappers, I throw more stars than a ninja Promote a n***a 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** with the rats n***as who switch gangs and hold the dog back Jerking off since you came on the scene Hang in there sport David Carradine Still let the haters try without me You clown a** b**h was doing fine without me Till I hop in the quadron fourth maseratti Coming home with the face dripping all bukake [Pre-Hook: Ras Ka**] 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 Ka**] Kicking back home sipping on that patrone Gucci swap, gucci belt like get my match on Hating a** n***as need to get off my dick And don't be surprised if I call you a b**h 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** Don't be surprised when I call you a b**h [Bridge: Dina Rae] Buster, wa*kster , f** boy, snitch You c*nt , you tramp you make me sick Buster, wa*kster , f** boy, snitch You c*nt , you tramp , you stupid b**h