[Intro]
Helluva made the beat, baby
[Chorus: Stunna Girl]
I'm ratch and he know that
Ghetto ass b*tch but he love that
My ni**a trap and I love that
CC bag full of big racks
I'm ratch and he know that
Ghetto ass b*tch but he love that
He get the packs and I love that
CC bag full of big racks
[Verse 1: Stunna Girl]
He love me 'cause he know I'm ratchet and I like to fu*k
He know that I'm in love with diamonds so he ice me up
Even when we goin' shopping he gon' keep it tucked
Put the pistol on the dresser when we 'bout to fu*k
On his square about Stunna, I'm his little baby
Drop a bag at the dealer, his and her Mercedes
Beat the pussy like he beat the block
He give me head, I give him head, I call that a swap
Stash that sh*t, gotta stash that sh*t
If my ni**a drop the work, I'ma bag that sh*t
Stash that sh*t, gotta stash that sh*t
If my ni**a drop the work, I'ma bag that sh*t
[Chorus: Stunna Girl]
I'm ratch and he know that
Ghetto ass b*tch but he love that
My ni**a trap and I love that
CC bag full of big racks
I'm ratch and he know that
Ghetto ass b*tch but he love that
He get the packs and I love that
CC bag full of big racks
[Verse 2: 42 Dugg]
Ask about the youngin, ain't sh*t to find a freak
All her bags a diamond piece, not for [?]
Free them boys from side of me
Drank too hot, I'm buyin' weed
How you figure, I ain't honest, still be thuggin' on the corner
[?] he just porno, yeah, thirty b*tch
Bought my bih a pair of [?] like she naughty b*tch
She ain't called Cardi B, so lil' we servin' brick
I still be on my murk sh*t, tryna catch a body
I grew up in a murder mail, fu*kin' with them hotties
Onto sh*t but if I wasn't, ni**a, you couldn't tell
I've been tough since jail, millionnaire since jail
fu*k the judge, free Neil
The [?] Boyz forever
[Chorus: Stunna Girl]
I'm ratch and he know that
Ghetto ass b*tch but he love that
My ni**a trap and I love that
CC bag full of big racks
I'm ratch and he know that
Ghetto ass b*tch but he love that
He get the packs and I love that
CC bag full of big racks