SAINt JHN - God Bless the Rachets lyrics

Yeah, yeah, whoa Pull up on em' like this I pull up on em' like this God bless the ratchets b**hes s**y, p**nographic A b**h bad, that ain't average Stuffin' packets in their mattress, hey God bless the ratchets She want it, gotta have it A b**h bad, that ain't average She a savage, no compa**ion Bad b**hes pull up on the westside Bra** in 'em, they can the let the lead fly n***a comin' straight up out the Bed-Stuy Burn this motherf**er like it's Left Eye 14 f**in' karats see the gold b**hes, you don't want them to overload You might have to pull up on the road I do it all, I took my oath All my n***as they be with me All my n***as they will let that motherf**er fly Won't let a n***a forget me n***a do or die, do or die n***a homicide God bless the ratchets b**hes s**y, p**nographic A b**h bad, that ain't average Stuffin' packets in their mattress, hey God Bless the ratchets She want it, gotta have it A b**h bad, that ain't average She a savage, no compa**ion Bad b**hes pull up on the westside Bra** in 'em, they can the let the lead fly n***a comin' straight up out the Bed-Stuy Burn this motherf**er like it's Left Eye You ever seen a f**in' b**h with just way too much Gucci on? She might call the shots on you 30-inch weave, n***a she could call the whole f**in' block on you Pull another dough, never took patrol Always took my hoe, pullin' this is slow-mo Pullin' down the road, racin' through the coke n***a know my name, like it Domino's All my n***as they be with me All my n***as they will let that motherf**er fly Won't let a n***a forget me n***a do or die, do or die n***a homicide God bless the ratchets b**hes s**y, p**nographic A b**h bad, that ain't average Stuffin' packets in their mattress, hey God bless the ratchets She want it, gotta have it A b**h bad, that ain't average She a savage, no compa**ion It's me and my compadres I don't gotta do too much these days Me and my compadres You don't want them blah-blah-blah-blah be here Ridin' til I die I'm chasin' all them n***as from July It's coming, homicide, homicide Til all of it's combined