RAT RACE

Whoa
Whoa whoa
Whoa
(You want it bad tell me what can I do)
(Can't watch my pace cause I'm tryna get to you)

Okay
Celebrate
You're claiming that you're celibate
At 18, shit

But is it deliberate
It's not your fault you ain't getting no pussy
Pussy ass nigga with a adidas hoodie
Clowning so these fake bitches think you're funny
But nigga you're a dummy

Okay
Celebrate
You're claiming that you're celibate
At 18, shit

But is it deliberate
Nigga you ain't even get to first base
Tryna take first place in this rat race
Got to focus on yourself get the brief case

Got a lot of niggas mad when you delay
Relocate to the states cause it ain't safe
If you take what's mine you can't be safe
Where the fuck is my mind it's in two places

Got to make up my mind fore it's too late
Late nights I'm still working on a mixtape
Full plate in a family that don't waste
Tryna take first place in this rat race
Cause if you fall short then you save face
(Yeah Yeah)
You want it bad tell me what can I do

(Tell me what can I do)
(Tell me what can I do)
Tryna take first place in this rat race
(You want it bad tell me what can I do)
(Can't watch my pace cause I'm tryna get to)

Top of the world I'm on top of your girl
Top of the morning I'm feeling superb
I'm with the gang you know we're bout to splurge
Doing 180 roundabout the curve

I took a trip to the north on a bus
Ask for my safety I came with a Draco
These bitches around me all I see is lust
They call me an artist but not like Picasso

Me and my niggas steady pushing P
We're making the bread and we're sipping some tea
Come to the crib if you're looking for me
I do not know the taste of defeat

Nigga want smoke he can't handle the heat
You came with your niggas I came with the fleet
The stakes are too high if you think you want beef
If you're still on my dick bon appetite

Okay
Celebrate
You're claiming that you're celibate
At 18, shit
But is it deliberate



Credits
Writer(s): Peter Ogbe
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