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letra de rat runners - $ofaygo

[hooks]
run up on me, please try your luck
n-gga, stick to beats, your music suck
lil’ boy get slumped [?] his gun
play with lil faygo and you can’t run
hit a blitz right now, lil’ boy get rushed
get a plate right now, lil’ boy, you lunch
these n-ggas be thinking they untouched
shoot in front them, i don’t give no f-cks

[intro]
oh sh-t, a rat!
yeah, yeah (woah)
yeah, yeah
woah
only take one call
only take one call

[verse 1]
quit dissing up in your song
when you know you ain’t with it all
it really only take one call
n-gga keep playin’, i’ma send lil’ kankan home
how you gonna block, can’t diss me
chopper got kick [?]
these lil’ n-ggas too feminine for me
how your name kankan but you act like a courtney?
god, why you make these n-ggas so corny?
hit a lil’ l!ck, i’ma have to extort him
chop to his face and that b-tch hold forty
all in your house like motherf-cking cory

[interlude: kankan]
i’m f-cking this thot, she do what i say so
pourin’ that fanta, i’m pourin’ the mango
[?] n-gga, f-ck is a faygo?
oh brother, this guy stinks

[verse 2]
(hahaha)
yeah, laughing
boy, i can’t wait ’til i catch you in traffic
make that lil’ boy disappear like magic
bruh, how you go live on ig rattin’? (go)
you ain’t with no action
some of these slayworld, these n-ggas be cappin’
talk real tough but it won’t ever happen
you need a grammy the way you be acting
run up on me, please try your luck
n-gga, stick to beats, your music suck
lil’ boy get slumped [?] his gun
play with lil faygo and you can’t run
hit a blitz right now, lil’ boy get rushed
get a plate right now, lil’ boy, you lunch
these n-ggas be thinking they untouched
shoot in front them, i don’t give no f-cks
so what happened when jay pulled up?
boy, we already know you a weird-ass n-gga
your ig be flexing them guns
but we already know you ain’t blowin’ sh-t, n-gga
you was havin’ too much fun
you was writin’ that lil’-ass wack-ass verse
i’ma leave his mama, um, so hurt
when i put her son up in a he-rs- (yeah, yeah)
finna be a lesson you gon’ learn
keep playin’ with fire then you get burned
keep playin’ with me, you gon’ get worked
don’t wanna have to leave that boy in the dirt
don’t wanna have to leave that boy on a shirt
[?] just turn that boy into merch
that n-gga slumped, that lil’ boy off a perc’
that little boy becoming one with the earth

[outro]
so what happened when jay pulled up?
boy, we already know you a weird-ass n-gga
your ig be flexing them guns
but we already know you ain’t blowin’ sh-t, n-gga
you was havin’ too much fun
you was writin’ that lil’-ass wack-ass verse
i’ma leave his mama, um, so hurt
when i put her son up in a he-rs- (yeah, yeah)
finna be a lesson you gon’ learn
keep playin’ with fire then you get burned
keep playin’ with me, you gon’ get worked
don’t wanna have to leave that boy in the dirt

- ofaygo

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