Ratatat

(Skaleaton) boy

Rat-a-tat-tat, get your body dumped (body dumped)

Rat-a-tat-tat, get your body dumped (body dumped)

Rat-a-tat-tat, get your body dumped (body dumped)

Rat-a-tat-tat, Glock, rat-a-tat-tat (what, what?)

Murder up on my mind so I don't even know what time it is

Thunder and lightnin' above my head, what ever the climate is

Standin' here with the reaper, that's my brother, so I ride with him

These bitches want your money and your secrets

Don't confide in them, wait

Blood on my hands, blood on my face, blood on my blade

Promise I would, I bet that I could, but I cannot change

Razor blade on my waist

Fuckin' with BONES, it's gon' be your last day (what?)

Rat-a-tat-tat, get your body dumped (body dumped)

Rat-a-tat-tat, get your body dumped (body dumped)

Rat-a-tat-tat, get your body dumped (body dumped)

Rat-a-tat-tat, Glock, rat-a-tat-tat

My youngin' runnin' up and dumpin'

My youngin' run up and gut ya

I pass the blade to my brother

I told him, "Keep it 'til mornin'"

The sun come up and I'm yawnin'

I've yet to sleep, I've been rollin'

I grip and sip on the 40

I watch 'em float in the ocean

I feel the breeze

My head blowin' some motion

She on my body like lotion

She like the way that I'm focused

Bitch, let me be

I need some space and some dope and

I need a cup of that potion

To put my mind back in ease, back in ease

This some type of shit you only hear 'bout in history books

What? What? (Yeah), what? (Yeah), what?

This some type of shit you only hear 'bout in history books

Ah, ah, ah