Ratchets - Lil Debbie

I got bitches, you got bitches

Tell them bitches come over

If they ratchet, let’s get ratchet

Pick ‘em up in that rover

I got ratchets in my living room 'til 6 in the morning

And when I finish up this weed, man I’m sending them home

I got bitches, you got bitches

Tell them bitches come over

If they ratchet, let’s get ratchet

Pick ‘em up in that rover

I got ratchets in my living room 'til 6 in the morning

And when I finish up this weed, man I’m sending them home

I got ratchets and some bitches

Coke lines, no soft drinks

Ben Franks, that green dank

Wet pussy, pink paint

Bitches in my crib, I got these ratchets in my mouse trap

I pulled up in that rover, that dark tint, all black

Yep, I got them saying «Debbie, you the fucking baddest»

Cuz I be smoking on that kush’n like a fucking mattress

We could link up codeine cups, bitch drink up

We turned like tea cups, cold sprite, syrup

Boss bitch and my whip clean, eyelashes on point, ho!

The Jordan chains go Michael, free throws my eyes closed

Little Debbie, swagging out, I’m laced out, what you talking 'bout?

Gold chain it might save your life

I’m leaned out when I’m walking out

Leaned out when I’m walking out (x2)

Gold chain it might save your life

I’m leaned out when I’m walking out

Leaned out when I’m walking out (x2)

Gold chain it might save your life

I’m leaned out when I’m walking out

I got some sprite, I got some codeine

You fucked up off no drinks?

White reefer, fly sneakers, tint glasses out giant big

Hate me 'cuz i love that

Get high with these ratchet bitches

I got that range rover

Dark tint, I might add some switches

That means I’m balling and these ratchets fronting like they know me

Only if I had a dick yo they could fucking blow me

And everything I want I cop it like the fucking police

I’m faded like I’m Kobe, weed, I smoke it by the OZ’s

They in my function and they smoking all of my weed

And I ain’t tripping off these hoes, I pop another molly

Don’t you wish you had this green up all in my safari

They talking lip, I turn these ratchets into Calamari