RUGRAT$

Bitch, I'm on the topic of conversation

I'm popping this confirmation for all you haters that thought I wasn't now

Ain't gonna stop till my name is up on the top

And I'm breaking all of my pockets 'cause they can't handle the profit now

Ain't it funny the fakers that all be talking and claiming that I ain't got it

All coming out there coffins now

I'm a rocket, I'm blasting out from the bottom

'Cause I don't fuck with the common, I'm puttin' them all in closets now

This the shit that makes you pass out

Big bass fucking blast out

This the shit that makes the walls shake

Bodies droppin' on the ground now

Black Benz drivin' fast now

Bumpin' this shit on my Soundcloud

Don't you motherfuckers throw no stones

If you be livin' inside of a glass house

Whoa, stop it, yeah, bitch, I'm kinda cocky

Catchin' bodies like a hobby, ain't nobody gonna stop me

I'm a mad man on a war path, frog splash like a rob van

Steppin' on 'em like a doormat 'cause they ain't shit, yeah, they all bad

And I'm goin' bad, look at 'em all hatin', they all mad

I can't complain, yeah, I'm so glad

I live the life that I chose, man

I spit the rhymes that I wrote, man

I don't need help from no ghost man

I got a piece of the Pope, man

I gotta reach all the Rugrats that'll go mad

So watch me and all of my homies do shit

That you only could dream and you never could do

Call me Mr. Corleone, that way that I'm callin' shots

Yeah, I never could lose

Always in the freshest clothing, you know this

If you don't believe me, go and ask your boo

Callin' out all of the phonies, yeah, watch them run from me

They all be shakin' in their boots

Young, dumb, savage, we be far from average

East Av3 Rugrats, raising all the havoc

They can't stand it, we came for the cabbage

Don't be dumb, just hand over the bag, bitch

Young, dumb, savage, we be far from average

East Av3 Rugrats, raising all the havoc

They can't stand it, we came for the cabbage

Don't be dumb, just hand over the bag, bitch

What's that? Rugrats, no Av3 cat

Need cheese quick like Minute Mac

Like 'Yonce sippin' lemonade with the bleached braids

Need a bit of that

It's a East Av3, not a cul-de-sac, but it's cold as that

That beat is a sauna, I'm sweatin' now

She grad on my zip and she open that

Rugrats, Rugrats, go in, come back

Wrong pin on the pin pad, yeah

I can tell you're not from here, yeah

Suntan in the backyard, Cloud 9, it's autumn

So I'm pickin' peaches 'fore the storm comes

When the rain done, do the rain dance and they all come

I do what I want 'cause it's more fun

You disrespect and the war come

You disrespect and the war come, ay, yeah

Young, dumb, savage, we be far from average

Young, dumb, savage, we be far from average

Young, dumb, savage, we be far from average

Don't be dumb, just hand over the bag, bitch

Young, dumb, savage, we be far from average

East Av3 Rugrats, raising all the havoc

They can't stand it, we came for the cabbage

Don't be dumb, just hand over the bag, bitch

Young, dumb, savage, we be far from average

East Av3 Rugrats, raising all the havoc

They can't stand it, we came for the cabbage

Don't be dumb, just hand over the bag, bitch