YUNG KITT KATT & HOODRAT SPICE - Lindsay Lohan
[Verse 1: Hoodrat Spice]
Not in the club but we still V.I.P
Internet famous, so we need no ID
Don't pay at the liquor store, my drugs all free
I got all these bitches thinking they can get to me
Drop [?], or the Magnum, or the way, or the bitch
So you know I'm acting colder
Icy but no chip on my shoulder
My bitches clean, like Ajax
We pull the tech out and cum all up on your stacks
Bitches think they hard, but no erection
Yo bitch straight ugly, [?] deflection
And I'll be real honest, yo bitch be hooking it up
'Cause she all on this, yeah, she all on this
But I don't want shit, so I don't flaunt shit
You ugly basic bitches on your debutante shit
Stay broke, bitch, or fucking pay me
Put that knife away, bitch, you ain't finna slay me
Hella clean flows like my shit Windex
Gassing on the beat, getting lean, no flex
This a pre-test, what the fuck am I?
Just a young ratchet tryna get real high
Trip a bitch out like she on some LSI
Club drugs going, Vaseline on my eyes
Yeah, I'm gone, but I ain't pulling Houdini
Get in-out like a white bitch's linguine
Side to park, I step out
I'm on my Trill shit, getting rich, no doubt
Bitch try and step, got the 47 popin'
Lil' dude stepping, might have to drop him
Got frostbite from this, bur (Bur)
Bitch ain't got it, I'm ripping out her
Young ratchet, livin' life real lavish
Got a stack so fat, you can't match it
Now who is this young white ratchet bitch?
Smoking all of my loud and murkin' my bitch
I swear to fucking God, I'm on some strong shit
At the party, savage, let me bomb shit
Now my coke is white, and my tabs is rainbow
So many rails, call me train doe
Leave a bitch faceless, call her Jane Doe
This a robbery, bang on the front door
This beat was great, shout out to Matty Ice
I'm the next big bang, ain't no fight
All you other DJs just tryna bite
Now on this rap game, let me show you right
[Pre-Chorus: Hoodrat Spice]
Promethazine in my glass
Bitch, what you doing? No class
No teacher, not a preacher
Ain't no player even finna want eat your
[Chorus: Yung Kitt Katt]
I'm the Jordan twenty seven club, Cobain
You know what it is, cocaine
Sipping purp, drove smoking
I'm like rap game ratchet Lindsay Lohan
I'm the Jordan twenty seven club, Cobain
You know what it is, cocaine
Sipping purp, drove smoking
I'm like rap game ratchet Lindsay Lohan
[Verse 2: Yung Kitt Katt]
Catch me on the TV, TMZ
Fuck your bitches, no sodomy
Your man didn't fuck me, he thought of me
Slice your head in half, lobotomy
What's the price of my shoes? A couple bills
What about my crib? A few mill'
You're thirteen, what you know about Trill?
[?] tip, bitch, I like to kill
Do you even know me off the Carter?
In the club raising hell, Clive Barker
Cheat on you with Paris, Travis Barker
Your hair looks [?] sharpie marker
Tell you [?], yeah, you're that stupid
Bitch, you move on [?], you never knew it
Give my bitch to Goodwill, say "Outgrew it"
Life's like a flat head, fucking screw it
[Pre-Chorus: Hoodrat Spice]
Promethazine in my glass
Bitch, what you doing? No class
No teacher, not a preacher
Ain't no player even finna want your
[Chorus: Yung Kitt Katt]
I'm the Jordan twenty seven club, Cobain
You know what it is, cocaine
Sipping purp, drove smoking
I'm like rap game ratchet Lindsay Lohan
I'm the Jordan twenty seven club, Cobain
You know what it is, cocaine
Sipping purp, drove smoking
I'm like rap game ratchet Lindsay Lohan
Not in the club but we still V.I.P
Internet famous, so we need no ID
Don't pay at the liquor store, my drugs all free
I got all these bitches thinking they can get to me
Drop [?], or the Magnum, or the way, or the bitch
So you know I'm acting colder
Icy but no chip on my shoulder
My bitches clean, like Ajax
We pull the tech out and cum all up on your stacks
Bitches think they hard, but no erection
Yo bitch straight ugly, [?] deflection
And I'll be real honest, yo bitch be hooking it up
'Cause she all on this, yeah, she all on this
But I don't want shit, so I don't flaunt shit
You ugly basic bitches on your debutante shit
Stay broke, bitch, or fucking pay me
Put that knife away, bitch, you ain't finna slay me
Hella clean flows like my shit Windex
Gassing on the beat, getting lean, no flex
This a pre-test, what the fuck am I?
Just a young ratchet tryna get real high
Trip a bitch out like she on some LSI
Club drugs going, Vaseline on my eyes
Yeah, I'm gone, but I ain't pulling Houdini
Get in-out like a white bitch's linguine
Side to park, I step out
I'm on my Trill shit, getting rich, no doubt
Bitch try and step, got the 47 popin'
Lil' dude stepping, might have to drop him
Got frostbite from this, bur (Bur)
Bitch ain't got it, I'm ripping out her
Young ratchet, livin' life real lavish
Got a stack so fat, you can't match it
Now who is this young white ratchet bitch?
Smoking all of my loud and murkin' my bitch
I swear to fucking God, I'm on some strong shit
At the party, savage, let me bomb shit
Now my coke is white, and my tabs is rainbow
So many rails, call me train doe
Leave a bitch faceless, call her Jane Doe
This a robbery, bang on the front door
This beat was great, shout out to Matty Ice
I'm the next big bang, ain't no fight
All you other DJs just tryna bite
Now on this rap game, let me show you right
[Pre-Chorus: Hoodrat Spice]
Promethazine in my glass
Bitch, what you doing? No class
No teacher, not a preacher
Ain't no player even finna want eat your
[Chorus: Yung Kitt Katt]
I'm the Jordan twenty seven club, Cobain
You know what it is, cocaine
Sipping purp, drove smoking
I'm like rap game ratchet Lindsay Lohan
I'm the Jordan twenty seven club, Cobain
You know what it is, cocaine
Sipping purp, drove smoking
I'm like rap game ratchet Lindsay Lohan
[Verse 2: Yung Kitt Katt]
Catch me on the TV, TMZ
Fuck your bitches, no sodomy
Your man didn't fuck me, he thought of me
Slice your head in half, lobotomy
What's the price of my shoes? A couple bills
What about my crib? A few mill'
You're thirteen, what you know about Trill?
[?] tip, bitch, I like to kill
Do you even know me off the Carter?
In the club raising hell, Clive Barker
Cheat on you with Paris, Travis Barker
Your hair looks [?] sharpie marker
Tell you [?], yeah, you're that stupid
Bitch, you move on [?], you never knew it
Give my bitch to Goodwill, say "Outgrew it"
Life's like a flat head, fucking screw it
[Pre-Chorus: Hoodrat Spice]
Promethazine in my glass
Bitch, what you doing? No class
No teacher, not a preacher
Ain't no player even finna want your
[Chorus: Yung Kitt Katt]
I'm the Jordan twenty seven club, Cobain
You know what it is, cocaine
Sipping purp, drove smoking
I'm like rap game ratchet Lindsay Lohan
I'm the Jordan twenty seven club, Cobain
You know what it is, cocaine
Sipping purp, drove smoking
I'm like rap game ratchet Lindsay Lohan
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