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Rats

Hip-Hop/Rap

Rats è stato pubblicato il 15 maggio 2026 da Vision Music Group Worldwide come parte dell'album Rats - Single

Dettagli della canzone

AlbumRats - Single

Data di uscita15 maggio 2026

EtichettaVision Music Group Worldwide

LinguaEnglish

Melodicità

Acousticità

Valence

Ballabilità

Energia

BPM96

PANORAMICA

TESTI

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Don Caba

Rap

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Michael Christian Caba

Michael Christian Caba

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Beau Vallis

Mastering Engineer

Testi

Kill all rats, kill all haters

See your energy, you faking

No intros, no ice breakers

Need dollars, fuck ya favors

Kill all rats kill all haters

See your energy, you faking

No intros, no ice breakers

Need dollars, fuck ya favors

I refuse to go silent, I'm stylin

I'm Nostradamus

People beg me to be fair

But I'ma Pharaoh with these garments

Killin the mic, should be a crime to be this nice

People talk too much, I don't care what you like

Fuck a intro, I hate small talk

Gimmie bimbos

Look all these rats in the room, getting exposed

Sniffin out the cracks, they be itching to attack

Play like ya friend, but watch em go snitch behind ya back

Buzzing through the city, illest Hornet of my time

One of One, LaMelo ballin', rockin' La France when I rhyme

You scanning for a weakness? Use whatever you find

I was born Ford tough I got hemi inside

Look around all I see is envy and lies

Fake empathizers, you ain't gettin my time

I keep the truest parts of me buried

I nod to Gary, they call it team building

I call it surveillance

I'm here for the paper, I don't need your clearance

I'm here for the paper, I don't need ya favors

Matter fact It's so unnecessary

One thing about me, I'm so legendary

Kill all rats, kill all haters

See your energy, you faking

No intros, no ice breakers

Need dollars, fuck ya favors

First off, I don't give a fuck about you or your story

Or where you came from, hurry up your talk, it's getting boring

I'm here to fund a life that you could never imagine

Recruited by cartels, bundles under the mattress

My hobbies? I torture people and consume mostly

Every type of drug, kilos in the trunk possibly

Corporate theater, playin' a role for the viewers

While you rats still swimming through the corporate sewers

I'm the plug, the shooter

And the one they move up

You waiting for a raise, they gon bump you two bucks

Livin check to check ain't the life for me

I'll kidnap the boss and his wife, come take a ride wit me

Like Nelly, make ya blood spread like its jelly

Or flip out put the gun in my mouth like Akinyele

Pyrex professor, giving lessons in the brickwork

You want a fun fact I'm the devil in your network

Inventory heavy, I don't deal with the middle man

Numbers don't lie, so stop talking I don't give a damn

Low alt drones, droppin blow, military guns

A 100 rounds, ugh, my real life ill never give it up

Kill all rats, kill all haters

See your energy, you faking

No intro, no ice breakers

Need dollars, fuck ya favors

Kill all rats kill all haters

See your energy, you faking

No intro, no ice breakers

Need dollars, fuck ya favors

Written by: Michael Christian Caba

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