Sledgren - R.A.H. (Ratchet As Hell) lyrics

[Hook: chopped & screwed vocals] Wake up in the morning Break it down and roll it Wake up in the morning Break it down and roll it [Repeated in background throughout] [Intro 1: Avatar Darko] Ch'yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, watch out Got 'em talkin' a little bit, huh? That's the sound of my chain hitting the back of your b**h's neck, huh She love me too Heh, talkin' my sh** Sledgren, Cardo on the beat, fool Popped my burner, I'm flexin', whoo! Took your girl, you stressin', whoo! Popped my burner, I'm flexin', whoo! Took your girl, you stressin', whoo! Popped my burner, I'm flexin', whoo! Took your girl, you stressin', whoo! Ch'yeah, popped my burner, I'm flexin', whoo! Ch'yeah, took your girl, you stressin', whoo! [Verse 1: Avatar Darko] Yeah, I wake up in the morning and check my text-es Tell her break down a Swisher and cook me breakfast I don't f** with no b**hes that be with the extras Ghost ride the dump, push that oldschool wreckless Just got my ribs tatted, so I'm sippin' Texas Was turnt all night, so I'm hella restless She call me for that pipe, she don't ask no questions Why you spyin' on her Twitter? Checkin' her mentions Your B.M. in my D.M., whoa whoa A.M. to the P.M., go, go Motherf**in' He-Man, yo And I can't feel my guns, nor my nose Got a fake front tooth, yeah, I'm grimy, b**h Tat-in-the-hat, that's my crime-y b**h Run the train on your wife when it's time to switch I just splooge in her face, little slimy b**h Why you so vulgar? Um, well I'm a scumbag Russian and I rep my culture Your gal love it how I stretch and stroke her I be all up in her tummy like a peptic ulcer Blue steel snubby, that's my little toaster Make my girl hold it if I get pulled over She was D-League product but she let me coach her Now she centerfold status while bendin' over [Hook x4] [Intro 2: Nacho Pica**o] Yep, yep Fang Gang and the Moors, you know? Fang Gang and the Moors, more d** than the Doors, you dig? Heh-heh, Nacho! Yeah, roll it, now roll it Whatever you smoke, you know, Swishers, White Owls, Optimos, Zig-Zags Just roll that sh** up, bruh [Verse 2: Nacho Pica**o] I'mma break it down and roll it, got to have it, can't control it Got to have it, got to hold it, bust it up and p**y swollen She a hoodrat and a rodent, catch me rollin' somethin' stolen Threw a curveball just like Nolan, then I told that b**h she homely Moor Gang, Fang Gang, ratchet as hell Got two black b**hes, matching Chanel And we deep in the streets, but the fashion is well I be flashy as hell, so I be flashin' a whale Took a hit from the flask, now pa** me the ale We international, and irrational I'm on acid now when I smash you out She goin' to s** me 'til I'm dead, call the casket out Everynight she gave me head on the casting couch Someone give this b**h an Oscar, she be actin' out Call her runaway bride, she be backin' out She ain't worth a broken Swisher and a pack of loud They don't make 'em like me, I done asked around Strapped and proud, yelling "Black and wild!" Serve rock to softies, still rock the crowd Competition's dead, so who's laughin' now?