Mainstream Ratchet

Last night, I bought the supermodel

Got head on the way home

She left her other friends at the club

Got home and I fucked her with my Js on

And that's ratchet huh? Yeah

Her ass so big it look like she trying to walk backwards, bruh

(Whoa, bring it back)

Take your bitch like I'm the dog catcher

Take your ass to the mall after

Spa day, shawtay

Kill the pussy, pallbearer

You from that RuPaul era

I'm from that hell nah era

Real **** stay true

Real **** ain't you

I ride around with that yapper on me

Gun clap when my glock up on me

Surround your ass with so many shots

You'll be claustrophobic, crib so big

A dinosaur can run through that shit

I'm a shark and you a tuna fish

My paper up, got your girl with her ankles up

Gangster boy

She got her t-shirt and her panties on

She tryna smell my cologne

I can fuck her anywhere I want

I even fuck her on the floor

(Hello) And that's ratchet huh?

Yeah, her ass so big it look like she trying to walk backwards, bruh

(Whoa, bring it back)

I'm on top like a toupee

You on the side like a toothache

Box your ass, suitcase

I'm real, you ain't

Calamari, crab cakes

My closet the size of your damn place

You lookin' at a star

I wish that they could add space

I'm getting money, fast pace

My hoes gave my cash straight

He can't ball, he castrated

She the opposite of last place

Do it, bust it open

Slow it down, Robitussin

My girl got a big ass

And your girl, back pockets touchin'

I want it all, I want everything

Balls out, I let 'em hang

Window shopping for a wedding ring

On a double date with Molly and Mary Jane

And that's ratchet huh?

Yeah, her ass so big it look like she trying to walk backwards, bruh

If you patch your weed, that's ratchet

My last album was classic

Shorty on my dicka

Backwards spells acid

She pop a P like a zany

She don't use no hands or no panties

She rock like nose candy

You fuck with me, ain't no plan B

I'm a D boy with a degree

I sold dope in my momma home

My girl pussy deep, deep

So right there is my comfort zone

Born alone, die alone

Mud in my styrofoam

She got on top of me like a stage

I said, use my dick as a microphone, hey