Ratchets Lyrics
| Song | Ratchets |
| Artist | Lil Debbie |
| Album | Ratchets |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [Hook] | |
| I got bitches, you got bitches | |
| Tell them bitches come over | |
| If they ratchet, let’s get ratchet | |
| Pick ‘em up in that rover | |
| I got ratchets in my living room ’til 6 in the morning | |
| And when I finish up this weed, man I’m sending them home | |
| I got bitches, you got bitches | |
| Tell them bitches come over | |
| If they ratchet, let’s get ratchet | |
| Pick ‘em up in that rover | |
| I got ratchets in my living room ’til 6 in the morning | |
| And when I finish up this weed, man I’m sending them home | |
| [Verse 1: Lil Debbie] | |
| I got ratchets and some bitches | |
| Coke lines, no soft drinks | |
| Ben Franks, that green dank | |
| Wet pussy, pink paint | |
| Bitches in my crib, I got these ratchets in my mouse trap | |
| I pulled up in that rover, that dark tint, all black | |
| Yep, I got them saying "Debbie, you the fucking baddest" | |
| Cuz I be smoking on that kush'n like a fucking mattress | |
| We could link up codeine cups, bitch drink up | |
| We turned like tea cups, cold sprite, syrup | |
| Boss bitch and my whip clean, eyelashes on point, ho! | |
| The Jordan chains go Michael, free throws my eyes closed | |
| Little Debbie, swagging out, I'm laced out, what you talking 'bout? | |
| Gold chain it might save your life | |
| I'm leaned out when I'm walking out | |
| Leaned out when I'm walking out (x2) | |
| Gold chain it might save your life | |
| I'm leaned out when I'm walking out | |
| Leaned out when I'm walking out (x2) | |
| Gold chain it might save your life | |
| I'm leaned out when I'm walking out | |
| [Hook] | |
| [Verse 2: Lil Debbie] | |
| I got some sprite, I got some codeine | |
| You fucked up off no drinks? | |
| White reefer, fly sneakers, tint glasses out giant big | |
| Hate me 'cuz i love that | |
| Get high with these ratchet bitches | |
| I got that range rover | |
| Dark tint, I might add some switches | |
| That means I'm balling and these ratchets fronting like they know me | |
| Only if I had a dick yo they could fucking blow me | |
| And everything I want I cop it like the fucking police | |
| I'm faded like I'm Kobe, weed, I smoke it by the OZ's | |
| They in my function and they smoking all of my weed | |
| And I ain't tripping off these hoes, I pop another molly | |
| Don't you wish you had this green up all in my safari | |
| They talking lip, I turn these ratchets into Calamari | |
| [Hook] |
| Hook | |
| I got bitches, you got bitches | |
| Tell them bitches come over | |
| If they ratchet, let' s get ratchet | |
| Pick ' em up in that rover | |
| I got ratchets in my living room ' til 6 in the morning | |
| And when I finish up this weed, man I' m sending them home | |
| I got bitches, you got bitches | |
| Tell them bitches come over | |
| If they ratchet, let' s get ratchet | |
| Pick ' em up in that rover | |
| I got ratchets in my living room ' til 6 in the morning | |
| And when I finish up this weed, man I' m sending them home | |
| Verse 1: Lil Debbie | |
| I got ratchets and some bitches | |
| Coke lines, no soft drinks | |
| Ben Franks, that green dank | |
| Wet pussy, pink paint | |
| Bitches in my crib, I got these ratchets in my mouse trap | |
| I pulled up in that rover, that dark tint, all black | |
| Yep, I got them saying " Debbie, you the fucking baddest" | |
| Cuz I be smoking on that kush' n like a fucking mattress | |
| We could link up codeine cups, bitch drink up | |
| We turned like tea cups, cold sprite, syrup | |
| Boss bitch and my whip clean, eyelashes on point, ho! | |
| The Jordan chains go Michael, free throws my eyes closed | |
| Little Debbie, swagging out, I' m laced out, what you talking ' bout? | |
| Gold chain it might save your life | |
| I' m leaned out when I' m walking out | |
| Leaned out when I' m walking out x2 | |
| Gold chain it might save your life | |
| I' m leaned out when I' m walking out | |
| Leaned out when I' m walking out x2 | |
| Gold chain it might save your life | |
| I' m leaned out when I' m walking out | |
| Hook | |
| Verse 2: Lil Debbie | |
| I got some sprite, I got some codeine | |
| You fucked up off no drinks? | |
| White reefer, fly sneakers, tint glasses out giant big | |
| Hate me ' cuz i love that | |
| Get high with these ratchet bitches | |
| I got that range rover | |
| Dark tint, I might add some switches | |
| That means I' m balling and these ratchets fronting like they know me | |
| Only if I had a dick yo they could fucking blow me | |
| And everything I want I cop it like the fucking police | |
| I' m faded like I' m Kobe, weed, I smoke it by the OZ' s | |
| They in my function and they smoking all of my weed | |
| And I ain' t tripping off these hoes, I pop another molly | |
| Don' t you wish you had this green up all in my safari | |
| They talking lip, I turn these ratchets into Calamari | |
| Hook |
| Hook | |
| I got bitches, you got bitches | |
| Tell them bitches come over | |
| If they ratchet, let' s get ratchet | |
| Pick ' em up in that rover | |
| I got ratchets in my living room ' til 6 in the morning | |
| And when I finish up this weed, man I' m sending them home | |
| I got bitches, you got bitches | |
| Tell them bitches come over | |
| If they ratchet, let' s get ratchet | |
| Pick ' em up in that rover | |
| I got ratchets in my living room ' til 6 in the morning | |
| And when I finish up this weed, man I' m sending them home | |
| Verse 1: Lil Debbie | |
| I got ratchets and some bitches | |
| Coke lines, no soft drinks | |
| Ben Franks, that green dank | |
| Wet pussy, pink paint | |
| Bitches in my crib, I got these ratchets in my mouse trap | |
| I pulled up in that rover, that dark tint, all black | |
| Yep, I got them saying " Debbie, you the fucking baddest" | |
| Cuz I be smoking on that kush' n like a fucking mattress | |
| We could link up codeine cups, bitch drink up | |
| We turned like tea cups, cold sprite, syrup | |
| Boss bitch and my whip clean, eyelashes on point, ho! | |
| The Jordan chains go Michael, free throws my eyes closed | |
| Little Debbie, swagging out, I' m laced out, what you talking ' bout? | |
| Gold chain it might save your life | |
| I' m leaned out when I' m walking out | |
| Leaned out when I' m walking out x2 | |
| Gold chain it might save your life | |
| I' m leaned out when I' m walking out | |
| Leaned out when I' m walking out x2 | |
| Gold chain it might save your life | |
| I' m leaned out when I' m walking out | |
| Hook | |
| Verse 2: Lil Debbie | |
| I got some sprite, I got some codeine | |
| You fucked up off no drinks? | |
| White reefer, fly sneakers, tint glasses out giant big | |
| Hate me ' cuz i love that | |
| Get high with these ratchet bitches | |
| I got that range rover | |
| Dark tint, I might add some switches | |
| That means I' m balling and these ratchets fronting like they know me | |
| Only if I had a dick yo they could fucking blow me | |
| And everything I want I cop it like the fucking police | |
| I' m faded like I' m Kobe, weed, I smoke it by the OZ' s | |
| They in my function and they smoking all of my weed | |
| And I ain' t tripping off these hoes, I pop another molly | |
| Don' t you wish you had this green up all in my safari | |
| They talking lip, I turn these ratchets into Calamari | |
| Hook |
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