Rat K Lyrics – BAK Jay

Read the full Rat K lyrics by BAK Jay along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Bak Jay’s music, you can also explore Crank Up and Money & B’s, two other songs by Bak Jay.

[Jace]
And on my kids, ’cause you gotta chill the fu*k out on my kids
This music s*it—you’re trying to make it real life
N!ggas be at the crib and s*it

[Jayc]
This s*it is real life, n!gga. Real smoke, n!gga. Fu*k this man

[Jace]
You wanna take it there? All my n!ggas are either dead or in jail

[Jayc]
Haha, dead-ass pu*sy ass n!gga, shut up
[Chorus]
They had me stuck in the crib for the past eight months
Now a n!gga’s outside straight thugging (Straight, thugging)
I push up on whoever was talking that s*it
Swear to God y’all ain’t on nothing (Push up, push up)

Hold on—shopping and I don’t got a budget
And one day I spent ten times on rent (Your rent)
You ain’t gonna see me when I’m coming if I’m in that car, 5% tent (5% tent)

[Verse 1]
Boy, I’m a real deal tweaker, your b!tch gon’ beat it
‘Cause she fu*ks around with the reaper (Reaper)
You cannot run from this s*it—better know how I get
I’ll chase your ass down like a cheater

Ay, chase him; tell ’em to see she a bop, can’t date them
Bro, put the chop on his ass—rape him (Rape him)
Did what he did; ain’t no taking it back
Tell the opps we ain’t dropping no beef (Can’t take this s*it back)

Stuck up in the crib—it was boring a lot
Now I’m back outside touring (Touring, touring)
She wanna come just chill with the guys;

I told the b!tch keep it going (Keep it going)

[Chorus]
Ain’t no rapper from my city hot as me
Been past you n!ggas (Past you n!ggas)
I can put 500k on this; my killers will smack your killers (Smack your killers)
Jace, you a b!tch—you ain’t did s*it to nobody (Nobody)
Red-ass n!gga—put shots through his whole body (Whole body)
Go check the stats from the past s*it
Fu*k all this rap s*it—I’m trying to kill for real (I’m trying to kill for real)
Just put some cheese, boy—I know you a squeal
I ain’t finna beef with this cap-ass n!gga (Cap-ass n!gga)

[Verse 2]
Clinch my side—I’mma tap that trigger
Don’t play with the smoke—I’m a real deal killer (Real deal killer)
On God, I know the threes trying to hop in that ride (Hop in that ride, skrr)
Send ’em with D—put ’em all in the sky (D)

You ain’t put in no work, n!gga—don’t even try
Big Bak, I can merch you a die (I can merch you a die on hood)
B!tch-ass n!gga—I ain’t ’bout to get ready; s*it’s getting deadly
On hood n!gga, fu*k you, paperwork

[Chorus]
They had me stuck in the crib for the past eight months
Now a n!gga’s outside straight thugging (Straight, thugging)
I push up on whoever was talking that s*it
Swear to God y’all ain’t on nothing (Push up, push up)
Hold on—shopping and I don’t got a budget
And one day I spent ten times on rent (Your rent)
You ain’t gonna see me when I’m coming if I’m in that car, 5% tent (5% tent, on hood)

[Bridge]
Rat, rat, rat—do you want some cheese?
Catch him outside with his kids, still squeeze (Blrr)
Drive out the east but I’m super 6k
Ride around with my 3 trying to go up a B (Super 6k)
How you gonna diss me first, then hit my phone like it ain’t no smoke, pu*sy? (Pu*sy)

White-ass boy—hear the b!tch in his voice
Sweet-ass n!gga, do you want a cookie? (You want a cookie)
I get real disrespectful—fu*k you and fu*k your kids (Fu*k your kids)
He trying to rap beef—I ain’t Toosie
Hell nah—knock off his top, his lid (I’m trying to kill something)
Ay, my money’s longer than his
Ay, my b!tches better than his (Better than his)
Fu*k this mic—I drop it right now
And go pick up a shovel—your grave I dig (Your grave I dig)

[Chorus]
Ain’t no rapper from my city hot as me
Been past you n!ggas (Past you n!ggas)
I can put 500k on this; my killers will smack your killers (Smack your killers)
Jace, you a b!tch—you ain’t did s*it to nobody (Nobody)
Red-ass n!gga—put shots through his whole body (Whole body)
Go check the stats from the past s*it
Fu*k all this rap s*it—I’m trying to kill for real (I’m trying to kill for real)

[Outro]
Ay, I’m trying to kill for real
Kill his dumb ass, catch him—I’m fu*king kill
Put this belt to him, blrr