[Chorus: DatBoiTino, Vilardz & B.A.T.H]
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Lil bitch, I can put you on
Yeah, is that what you really want?
All these girls giving me their numbers
Lil bitch it's a ratchet summer

[Verse 1: DatBoiTino]
You know I'm the goat, you fresh off the boat
Open the note, real shit I wrote
Better write it down, it is my quote
Shoot on your head, like Caldwell-Pope
Got the bitch right in my pocket
Dislocate your socket, shoot like a Rocket
My money, I lock it, you know I am goated
Heavily loaded, put you on notice
You need to focus, beat the competition
That is my mission, cooking up the heat
But ain't in the kitchen, pull up from deep
But we both know you missing
[Chorus: DatBoiTino, Vilardz & B.A.T.H]
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Lil bitch, I can put you on
Yeah, is that what you really want?
All these girls giving me their numbers
Lil bitch it's a ratchet summer

[Verse 2: Vilardz]
Pulling up in my drip, you wish you could compare to this
Everywhere that I go it seems like there's competitors
They all tryna be like me, they all tryna be like this
Sight me down like a scope, but they never hit they always miss
Yeah, I'm just tryna ball out
Bitches starin' at me like they lookin' at me like a scout
By the time we verse I bet it'll leave your girl in doubt
You tryna shoot your way outta this, but you in a drought
Like where you going with your little dribble moves
Are you tryna get around me? But I'm already predicting you
Every girl is watching, it must be a big bummer
But you know I'm gettin' hoes cuz it's the ratchet summer
Bitch, yeah
[Chorus: DatBoiTino, Vilardz & B.A.T.H]
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Lil bitch, I can put you on
Yeah, is that what you really want?
All these girls giving me their numbers
Lil bitch it's a ratchet summer

[Verse 3: B.A.T.H]
Ten toes on the ground, yeah she fucking with the sound
AUS MAFIA, yeah bitch we in your town
When she suck it, yeah she gag, yeah she really in her bag
By the age of 25, Imma have like 20 plaques
Hottest on the scene, love it when she scream
Rollin off a bean, rollin up the green
Look her in her eyes, while I'm grabin' on her hips
Pussy so tight, let me feel that vice grip
She strip it like it's Bangkok, slurp that bitch like a wok
I be getting hella neck, I ain't talking PnB Rock
Singing like I'm Bryson, moving like I'm Tyson
I could really give a fuck, about what the price is
Damn
[Chorus: DatBoiTino, Vilardz & B.A.T.H]
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Lil bitch, I can put you on
Yeah, is that what you really want?
All these girls giving me their numbers
Lil bitch it's a ratchet summer