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PERFORMING ARTISTS
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Performer
Jim Beanz
Jim Beanz
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Timothy Mosley
Timothy Mosley
Composer
Jim Beanz
Jim Beanz
Composer
Trinity Home
Trinity Home
Composer
Chris Martin
Chris Martin
Composer
Khary Turner
Khary Turner
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jim Beanz
Jim Beanz
Additional Producer
Timbaland
Timbaland
Producer
Chris Gobey
Chris Gobey
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
What's up, Tim?
Goin' in right here
[Verse 2]
I've been at this thing for years, it's done turned me to an animal
Some of y'all ratchet, I'ma write you hoes a manual
Step by step, G shit, for you to keep
This the ratchet commandments, I need a moment to preach
[Verse 3]
(Thou shall not) Fuck up on a ****
When you know he got a missus, you are labeled, side bitches
(Thou shall not) Lie upon the bible
How you lookin' for a title when you sleepin' with his rivals?
(Thou shall not) Put trust in these men
These **** are now bitches, quit actin' so feminine
(Thou shall not) Pacify the truth
If you know your pussy loose, you a ho, so do better
[Verse 4]
(Ratchet) Every night doin' the most up on Instagram
(Ratchet) Maybe that's the reason why bitches, they can't keep a man
(Ratchet) Y'all can't sit with us
(Ratchet) Ha, ha, ha, listen while I preach, church
[Verse 5]
These bitches ain't really friends, she probably gon' take her man
I'm done with the phony hoes, these bitches is really bugs
They rather be on the block than takin' care of the crib
I'd rather be makin' money than takin' care of some kids
[Verse 6]
(Thou shall not) Slip up on a heathen
Always keep it cool, never let him know you need him
(Thou shall not) Let a **** see you sweat
Fuck a bitch and get the check, move along, you know the rest
(Thou shall not) Respond to these bitches
They envy what you doin', and they only want attention
(Thou shall not) Pacify the truth
If you know your rent due, get the fuck out the club
[Verse 7]
(Ratchet) Every night doin' the most up on Instagram
(Ratchet) Ooh, maybe that's the reason why bitches, they can't keep a man
(Ratchet) Y'all can't sit with us
(Ratchet) Ha, ha, ha, listen while I preach, church
[Verse 8]
I told Tim like, I'm irritated, devastated
I thought, I thought we had some young queens, what you mean?
We act belligerent, generation of ignorance
Bitches live for the 'Gram, so they life ain't got no significance
Boy, this shit be a trip like Expedia
She won't pick up a book
But she'll probably bust it open for social media
Man, you'd be surprised, cuffin' and lovin' and fuckin' the team
Gettin' by just by livin' and makin' it work on they knees
Let's not debate it, these bitches is overrated
They probably will never learn 'cause they lackin' in home trainin', yo
But **** lyin' on they money like every day
And **** ratchet, too, just in another way
You fake fathers never held your daughters, never had a conversation
You too fucking immature to get an occupation
[Verse 9]
(Ratchet) Every night doin' the most up on Instagram
(Ratchet) Ooh, maybe that's the reason why bitches, they can't keep a man
(Ratchet) Y'all can't sit with us
(Ratchet) Ha, ha, ha, listen while I preach, church
[Verse 10]
(Thou shall not) No, no, no, no
(Thou shall not) No, no, no, no
(Thou shall not) No, no, no, no
(Thou shall not) No, no, cut it, cut it
Written by: Chris Martin, Jim Beanz, Khary Turner, Timothy Mosley, Trinity Home
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