Ratatouille ft. Smòóve Lyrics

Hey, look who the hottest now?

Bulletproof what I ride around

Off whites when I step out of town

Off night, we still got the crown

All white, look who Godly now?

Think you could guard me now

Pockets full with a hundred thou

Played wide, I'm doing money routes

Like Julio on Atlanta Falcs

Be like, really bro, what's that amount

Like, I don't know, I don't even count

Stacking dough, I'm talking about the pound

You move it low, they gon' come back around

Ten deep, you look like a hound

Six Vs going 60 in a 60 Give you 50, you gon' miss me I don't give a fuck bout shit, please

Pull up with your bitch, Keys

Singing in the back, Alicia

Then she got on her knees

And I'm like, nice to meet ya

I'm on the go, neighborhood hero feeling like Spider-Man

And niggas don't know, putting on a show

And she bad and bougie

Rocking all designer Gucci

In my hair ratatouille

Now she bump my music

I got something to say 205 bench it off my chest

In New York feeling like the Giants got this nigga's hitting the Jets

Bm said two x, that's the flow, you the fucking best

When I'm on the mic, speaking from my soul, leave nothing unsaid

Heard them whispering 2time you the goat they say nothing less

Burnt some bridges, but I'm cruising on the boat

Punching shit in fuck the shit that I wrote

They say I'm the Lion King, but I roar like the bolt

Feeling like Simba, Mufasa never hiding all these Scars

And we smoking on cigars

And if you miss me, Aurevoir shit and Adios

In the darkest hour when the demons come out, holler at me

Give you 50, you gon' miss me I don't give a fuck bout shit, please

Pull up with your bitch

Singing in the back, Alicia

Then she got on her knees

And I'm like, nice to meet ya

Nice to meet ya shit

I'm on the go, neighborhood hero feeling like Spider-Man

And niggas don't know, putting on a show

And she bad and bougie

Rocking all designer Gucci

In my hair ratatouille

Now she bump my music

Now she bump my music