Ratchet Pussy

Look, you love ratchet pussy
So damn much
You be lying to yourself
But look, I’m calling your bluff
All that flexin’
All that fakin’ on the ‘gram that’s tough
I can’t relate, that just ain’t me
I don’t be doing that stuff
Nah, you love ratchet pussy
So damn much
That ain’t your vibe
That ain’t your look
You can’t be fallin’ in love
With a bitch from the mud
You can’t be helping her up
It’s good girls only with degrees
They don’t be using that kind of stuff

Don’t lie to me
You love ratchet pussy
You ain’t got to lie to me
You love ratchet pussy-y-y-y, yeah
Don’t lie to me
You love ratchet pussy
You ain’t got to lie to me

All the times you lied
About the time of bitch you like
Got your girlfriend lookin’ stupid
Got her out her fucking mind
Got her switching up her morals
To be bout that fuckin’ life
The same hoes that she be dissin’
Be the ones you wanna wife
Type to make it nasty
Type to hold it down and ride
Back that ass up
Something vicious
Juvenile, ’99
She could take your last thousand
Flip it over twenty times
Nothing like the girl
You keep around and tell them lies
Cheats on you with a basket ball player
Hope that she Kim Kardashian her way up
Don’t know the difference between
A touchdown and a layup
Got you on Viagra
In order you to stay up
Cheats on you
I hope she cheats on you
I hope she cheats on you
Cause nothing’s more loyal than
Ghetto love for me
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Don’t lie to me
You love ratchet pussy
You ain’t got to lie to me
You love ratchet pussy-y-y-y, yeah
Don’t lie to me
You love ratchet pussy
You ain’t got to lie to me

Yeah, yeah, yeah
You ain’t got to lie to me