P Yungin - Ratchet Sticks lyrics

Cloy, I be chillin' p Yungin got a six
He a hit you in your fifty
I make sure I got A's and B's settle rust
P Yungin (Uh)
Uh uh uh (Ayy, what that six doin'?)
You play with me, you gon'
Die, you play with me, you gon' die
(Fuck you doin', nigga? Play with the gang)
You play with me, you gon' die, you play
With me, you gon' die, nigga, die, nigga

You get fucked over
The coroners come pick up ya body (Body)
I don't know what's wrong, but PY
He really be wildin'
I got shottas up in Dallas, I got smoke off
They ain't hiding
Speak on Trent, you try to rip
I swear to God I bust ya body
You get rolled up for that
Acting and that cappin', bitch
She talk smart, I bat that bitch
I'ma flip 'em for Sam Savage, bitch
We get active with them ratchet sticks
He was green, so I had jack the jit
Got a laser on the Glock with a stick
I got the laser, my partner
He got the lil' switch
Ah ah, Glock with a switch

He was talking, he got knocked in his shit
I pull up on 'em and buss at his shit
I don't give a fuck, I'll hop in this bitch
I don't even much go to no clubs and shit
'Member days pull up to his cousins shit
Will Smith, everybody smacking lil' Chris
Get on the side of 'em
Put his head by his britches
It's goin' down, better ride wit that 60
Ride with that 60, yeah
Making a plan to come take me, fuck
That nigga, just come get me, yeah
I heard them people feel my pain
They spoke on Trent, well fuck
They got bent and we got guns up in
This car, steady screamin'
"Free my brothers from out the pen"
Smoking on exotic while I
Buss another "Wood down
He keep talking shit, I promise to God
Make sure he get put down fuck the system
I been thuggin' since I was a young child
No WWE, but just like smack
You can't reverse it now

You get fucked over
The coroners come pick up ya body (Body)
I don't know what's wrong, but PY
He really be wildin'
I got shottas up in Dallas, I got smoke off
They ain't hiding
Speak on Trent, you try to rip
I swear to God I bust ya body
You get rolled up for that
Acting and that cappin', bitch
She talk smart, I bat that bitch
I'ma flip 'em for Sam Savage, bitch
We get active with them ratchet sticks
He was green, so I had jack the jit
Got a laser on the Glock with a stick
I got the laser, my partner
He got the lil' switch
Ah ah, Glock with a switch
You get fucked over
The coroners come pick up ya body (Body)
I don't know what's wrong, but PY
He really be wildin'
I got shottas up in Dallas, I got smoke off
They ain't hiding
Speak on Trent, you try to rip
I swear to God I bust ya body
You get rolled up for that
Acting and that cappin', bitch
She talk smart, I bat that bitch
I'ma flip 'em for Sam Savage, bitch
We get active with them ratchet sticks
He was green, so I had jack the jit
Got a laser on the Glock with a stick
I got the laser, my partner
He got the lil' switch

Ah ah, Glock with a switch
He walk talking, he got knocked in his shit
(He got knocked in his shit)
I don't even much go to no clubs and shit
'Member days pull up to his cousins shit
(His cousin shit)
It's goin' down, better ride wit that 60
(Better ride with that 60)