Ratchet Vs. Righteous

These hoes get chose, freakin on the floh Just turned 18 and she actin like she grown Bitch can't add, but she twerk it like a pro I'm stuck on her ass like I'm muthafuckin stone Throw that pussy on my waist, don't put in my face A nigga tryna bust, I ain't tryna make her stay Come through when I wanna trick, tell her ass to wait If the ho catch feelins, Ima ll tell her ass to skate [Chorus] Do A Trick On It I love to see ass, I love see cash Baby bring that, and get some knee-pads I assault that, hit it like a car crash Runnin that pussy like a fuckin 50 yard dash Tell him fall back, yoppa make him haul ass Got that strong-pack, make you take a long-nap How you actin brand new with that long-back The Thirst-King, show out, no comcast [Chorus] Do a trick on it, but I don't trick on it Ay u can cuff her, but bet ya chick want it I love big bitches, I love big money Ay cook a meal fa me, a lil nigga hungry I wanna italian broad, ill hit her ass raw Buss it in her face, that's alfredo sauce It's the thirst king, call me thirst god On ya instagram bitch I put in work hard [Chorus] Can't hold me back, I'm unholy on that co-ni-yak Lortabs, bring me euphoria, for corny raps Choreographed niggas, deserve they Loreann And Loreal, all to sell to they audience... All for, or all against, I'm all split I love ratchet broads, I love conscious I don't need no guidelines for my content I'm just tryna put my dawgs on like a paw print Milk the game, y'all will feel the same if you saw this I bez Jason Vorheez, y'all steez is Lark-ehh Peace-ful but start shit, haters tryna they hard-est While my cuts on they screen, that Berserker Barrage shit- I bang that nonsense, reminisce on my trap-days Rat-Race, used to bag weight with my half-braids Stopped-at-weed, we won't that crazed, just half-blazed Tryna live the life that these raps-say Damn we are some hypocrites... So humble, but I'm still the shit I Want knowledge, til I'm really rich.. Respect the women, kids.. Girl I ain't pullin silly tricks Just put my hand where you titties is Damn we are some hypocrites.. All religious til he feel a chick Talkin scripture, but he really sick.. Damn we are some hypocrites I deserve, to get bezerk-swerved, til slurred-words Sipping Erk and Jerk mixed in sherbert, to the first verse I'ma Getta, gettin ushered, though it's purse-first.. I found myself up in her pussy like a wordsearch.. I'm supposed to the good guy But I can only see so far with my good eye You get in what you put out, you rap niggas punai Fuckas needa cool out, tha cannon's like a tuba.. Vacay in Bermuda, everybody know a shooter Have nigga face-down from a rack like Lex Luger I'm tryna be a better man, came up with a better plan Niggas with the flames, is gettin stubbed like a severed hand We walkin contradictions, I'm sorry if I'm distant Sometimes I call 'em women, sometimes I call 'em bitches But rappers, we are humans, and art is how we feel it Sometimes I wanna uplift, sometimes I need the thick-ness