Yung D.I., Lil Baby - All Rats Must Die lyrics

Dominique Armani Jones [4PF] Atlanta. USA.

[Yung D.I., Lil Baby - All Rats Must Die lyrics]

Right In His Eyes
(Oh yeah) , they'll never fly
I got Baby with me this time
All rats must die this that or die shit

Still trap at the same spot
Still flexing that same 9
They ain’t have no plays
These niggas be played out
My case got dead doc
Stick came with a red dot
We don't give out legs shot
Run down get headshot all rats must die
I came to kill I'm trying to
Look death in his eyes
These hoes be birds cut of
They wings they’ll never fly
Got it locked like dread lock's
Stick cams with a red dot
Rat niggas get headshots

Screaming Free Lil Bird, YK4L, we the Purge
That check on me just like the first
I swear it's a gift and a curse
Verses belong in a church
Snitch, you belong in a hearse
I'm a diamond that had rose from the dirt
Hundred round drum on that stick like a Nerf
Hoe call me papa, no Smurf
Left me for better or worst
Pain in my heart, and it hurtin'
Still keep it moving I'm having the motion
Cop me a Audi, so now I get noticed
You was interrogated and you folded
I'm steady ballin' on ’em like a scrotum
They never stop me, ain’t been cocky
These headshots, ain't no body
Niggas ain’t hot they just Takis
They ain't having no deposit's
I'm with Lil Baby and we in The SWATS
Cuffing my main and swapping these thots
Four Different pockets
And four different knots
It's hard to lose count when
You countin’ a lot
Melt like ice when you seen that fire
Rats get no love All rats must die
Yea I'm still on that block, 1100 block
Simpson road for life I'll never switch sides

Still trap at the same spot
Still flexing that same 9
They ain't have no plays
These niggas be played out
My case got dead doc
Stick came with a red dot
We don't give out legs shot
Run down get headshot all rats must die
I came to kill I'm trying to
Look death in his eyes
These hoes be birds cut of
They wings they'll never fly
Got it locked like dread lock's
Stick cams with a red dot
Rat niggas get headshots

Look at me I got my city hot
We shoot up top we don't aim for leg shots
Been toting Glocks since Mac had dreadlocks
He such and such, I heard the feds got him
I need FreeBarz, DI, these deads got me
Remember us thuggin' back and forth
I'm the truth now
And It's crazy we done took off
We making moves now
Remember beefing at all them parks
But we cooler now
Remember going to the detour
With my only thousand
Went to court and they took my dawg
That shit broke my heart
I went crazy, I took off
Gave 'em a head start
Calling plays in my hood they
Call me Brett Favre yeah, but I

Still trap at the same spot
Still flexing that same 9
They ain't have no plays
These niggas be played out
My case got dead doc
Stick came with a red dot
We don't give out legs shot
Run down get headshot all rats must die
I came to kill I'm trying to
Look death in his eyes
These hoes be birds cut of
They wings they'll never fly
Got it locked like dread lock's
Stick cams with a red dot
Rat niggas get headshots

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