#PROUDCATOWNERREMIX (feat. Rico Nasty)

(Oh my God, Ronny)

Oh, she ratchet, I might smash her

Bend that backwards, I might pass her

Homie on Casper, geekin' like Dexter

I do magic, no distraction

Yeah, my flow's on Destructo Disc, too afraid to cuff a bitch

These boys on that sucker shit, feature price went up as shit like

"Oh, big deal, are you Satan?"

I reply like, "Are you playin'?"

Slurp on pussy like Lo Mein

I'm Progressive like Flo, man

Therapist knocking at my fucking door, man

My body chiseled like G.I. Joe, man

Feds askin' questions, I don't fucking know man

Kim Jong Un to the fucking flow, man

Like whip, lash like whip, lash like whip, lash like whip, mhm

Diamond baller, broke my shoulder

She wan' fuck (Ay) but can't come over (Ay)

When I met your shorty, hit the running man, mhm

Hopped out of jail, made a hunnid bands, mhm

KKK, I'm just hanging, man, mhm

Chris Rock, **** acting funny, man

My money stretching like Luffy, uh

Like Disney, these **** is Goofy, uh

I don't fuck with snakes but like Gucci, uh

These **** act fool for some coochie, uh

I will not go back to jail, uh

These **** is blind, need braille, huh

Watch how I switch, watch how I switch

Look how I switch, watch how I- mhm

****, where the fuck is your energy? Cannot mimic your enemy

Play pawn defending me, I can palm you ****

'Cause I warned you ****, I never swung you ****

I don't need no motherfuckers shoulders to lean on

Way I ditch her pussy, I treat it like ding dong

Harder than the Kim Possible theme song

Yeah, re-real quick

I just-I just really wanted to say all you rappers suck

Oh, she ratchet, I might smash her

Bend that backwards, she sing like pastor

Homie on Casper, geekin' like Dexter

I do magic, no distraction

Yeah, my flow's on Destructo Disc, too afraid to cuff a bitch

These boys on that sucker shit, feature price went up as shit like (Rico!)

I ain't never asked for a handout

But I came up, now everybody got a hand out (Whoa)

I just got my truck on matte red, with a five percent tint (Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa)

And them rims blacked out

Everybody 'round me got weapons like blackout

Put the pussy on him, make a **** tap out

Just say where, and my **** pop out

If you don't get the picture, we crop you out

They givin' out pussy for shout-outs (What?)

These lil' bitches live in my shadow (What?)

They see me in person and panic (What?)

My diamonds the color of candy

I'm used to shockin' these bitches like Pikachu

Don't run away from me when I run into you

It can get surgical, personal (Whoa)

Everything I do be goin' up, I'm on my vertical

Yes, I'm a girl, I go harder than **** do (Hmm)

I'm in a Benz, that's the color of Fruity Loops (Hmm)

My calendar's been lookin' so beautiful

How is you hatin' on me from a cubicle?

I got more money than you on my cuticle (Bitch)

When I pull up, all the bitches like, "Aah!"

Only leave the house when I'm pickin' up a (Bag)

Got a short temper, don't make me (Mad)

Stop the comparisons, that shit embarassin'

Bitches at home, I just got back from Paris

And they got to check it wit' me like I'm parents

You got to be quicker than that (Oh yeah)

Oh, she ratchet, I might smash her

Bend that backwards, she sing like pastor

Homie on Casper, geekin' like Dexter

I do magic, no distraction

Yeah, my flow's on Destructo Disc, too afraid to cuff a bitch

These boys on that sucker shit, feature price went up as shit like

Tryna tell these ****

I got- I got the Krabby Patty formula man

Come fuck with me