This is a song about "Ratchet"

He smoked, she drank, he stoned, she ratchet, he clank.

I'm from the tin shacks where mishaps get fixed fast

Fuck niggas we dont fuck with those

You can't throw a punch like ratchet hoes

They talk about the clubs and the benz and ratchet bitches,

I'm ballin you niggas is arliss so watch this

Ratchet and clank saga. kick a bitch in the cunt and make her drop her sponge.

And i'm so fly i make some homebodies ?? leave the luggage

I’m gonna pop some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket

Your temper tantrums are ratchet too pacifists to catch it

Cause i hella copped em so i could be way flyer than all them

I spit on it, i'm ratchet, make a racket when i grab the pen,

Dodgin ratchet hoes, like im dodgin these cones

Fly nigga couldn't tell me nothing different homes