Nine Vicious OPM BABI A RAT

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[Intro: Nine Vicious]
(We in this— ro-ro—) Yee
Ayy, what? (Rockin’ with, rockin’ with Patrick)
Pussy-ass nigga, you a fuckin’ rat, nigga
You know what the fuck goin’ with this shit
Hey, I might kill your baby
I don’t give a fuck about shit, we gon’ kill your baby, hold up

[Chorus: Nine Vicious]
I don’t give a fuck about shit, we gon’ kill your baby (What? What? What?)
He’s a fuckin’ rat, call him Opm Babi (What? What? What?)
We gon’ kill his b— fuck, we kill his baby (What? Say what? What? What?)
We gon’ kill his baby, fuck it, kill his baby (Pussy-ass nigga, fuck that guy, bruh, ayy, get that nigga, fuck him)

[Verse: Nine Vicious]
These niggas not Blood (Say what?)
I called him on the phone, he’s not Blood, he’s a fuckin’ faker
I just took his bitch (What?), now his bitch want me to fuckin’ date her
I don’t give a fuck ’bout shit, he ain’t gettin’ money, he is not gettin’ no paper
Fuck your 8%, you can’t get it, you’s a pussy boy (Woo, woo, woo, woo)
Fuck that 500K, you’s a bitch (What?), you’s a rookie, boy (What?)
Gold in my mouth, look at my grills, I feel like Suki, boy
100K on his fuckin’ head (What?), my shooter gon’ kill that boy (Pussy-ass nigga)
I already told you, I do not like no rats (Rats)
You is not Piru (Say what?), you don’t have no hats (Ah)
I fuck with Carti, but if I see Jay again, I’ll take his upside-down cross (One, two, one, two, three, let’s go)
Give a fuck ’bout shit, I’ll fuck that bitch, bad bitch ride like exhaust (We in this— ro-ro—)
That stick on my goddamn waist, I’ll shoot that motherfucker ’til it’s off (Boop-boop-boop-boop-boop, rockin’ with— rockin’ with Patrick)
Where my Promethazine at? On God, Lil’ Nine got a bad cough (What? What?)
I don’t give about Jay mama, I’ll make his mom suck my dick, cock
I hit that bitch from the back, hit that ho, like a fuckin’ GOAT (What?)

[Chorus: Nine Vicious]
I don’t give a fuck about shit, we gon’ kill your baby (What? What? What?)
He’s a fuckin’ rat, call him Opm Babi (What? What? What?)
We gon’ kill his b— fuck, we kill his baby (What? Say what? What? What?)
We gon’ kill his baby, fuck it, kill his baby (Pussy-ass nigga, fuck that guy, bruh, ayy, get that nigga, fuck him)

[Bridge: Nine Vicious]
Ayy, ayy, ayy, Jordan, ayy, Carti, I know you— I know you Mob
I know you Mob, ayy, Capo, you listen to Vert
Listen (What’s up?), these niggas rats (What’s up?), they shouldn’t—
Y’all ain’t even goddamn—
Cap, alright, Capo good, but Carti, you got a rat on your side, I think you need to do somethin’ about it, haha
Ha, ha, fuck-nigga, bitch
Stop fuckin’ playin’ with me, nigga, I’m slime, nigga, on God
Fuck you talkin’ ’bout, bruh?
You thought I’d turn on slime? Then y’all dumb-ass niggas, bruh
I’m fuckin’ slime, nigga, slatt, nigga (Blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt)
Don’t fuckin’ playin’ with me, gay-ass nigga (Blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt)
I’ll fuck your mom, nigga
After I fuck that nigga mom, I’ma put that nigga mom in a fuckin’ ditch, nigga
Have a homeless man rape that ho, bruh
Hell you talkin’ ’bout? I don’t give a fuck about this shit
(We in this— ro-ro— rockin’ with— rockin’ with Patrick)
Ha, ha, ha, boop-boop-boop-boop, say what? Say what? Say what?
Bitch, fuck his bitch (Woo, woo, woo)
Ayy, ayy, 16, when I see your bitch-ass, I’ma smack that YVL off your bitch-ass face, pussy-ass nigga, on God

[Interlude: Nine Vicious, Opm Babi & Nextel]
If I was— if I was to get on a call and say— and
No, he said, „Don’t be in the studio next to that nigga” I said, ooh, that boy talkin’ like a gangster, oh my God
That— you heard me, I said that, I said that he gettin’ gangster
Hm
You-you heard me say that shit, bruh, in that fake-ass recordin’, bruh
And then you was gon’ for it, killin’ about your niece, that’s crazy, bruh
He’s not gonna kill a fly, bruh
Babi is easy to get
No, no one is killin’ anyone, bruh, y’all all— y’all all
And nah, nah, I never wanted to— I never even— them words never even came out my mouth bruh, even after niggas did me wrong
You sendin’ niggas—
I just seen you twice, bruh, if I wanted to— if I would’ve wanted it to be on some weird shit with you, I’d would’ve been on some weird shit with you
I almost smacked your ass when I seen you too, I almost smacked you, lil’ boy
No, no, you didn’t, please don’t say that
I almost smacked you, bruh, you let a grown man put his finger in your face, I would never let that happen
Boy, you ain’t never put your finger in my face on my mother, buddy, what are you talkin’ about?
Ooh, when I see you I’ma put my finger in your face, bruh, on God
16yrold can’t even go to like— please don’t disrespect me
I’m disrespectin’ you, Jaylen
With all due respect, don’t disrespect me
I’m disrespectin’ Jaylen, I’m disrespectin’ Jaylen
Speakin’ of my chance, and you said, „For sure, for sure, for sure, for sure”
And I said, „Just be fuckin’ for real, man”
Stop, you swear you just— you swear you just big, brother, you just big, brother, and you like
You said, you said, you said, „Nah, nah, you’re right, you’re right, you’re right, you’re right, you’re right,” I said, „Twin, let’s be for real”
I did not say that shit, oh— bro, let’s fight, bro, let’s fight, let’s fight, let’s fight
Alright, I’ma let you win, bro, like, I don’t wanna fight you, bruh
You don’t wanna fight, nigga, you know how I get
You how the fuck I get, nigga, you a bitch, bro, you a fuckin’ rat, nigga
Your mama raised a bitch, bro
I fuck with bitches though, I fuck with bitches though, I fuck with these niggas bitches though
I’m fuckin’ y’all lil’ niggas hoes
I was contemplatin’ on fuckin’ one of the hoes too, I just went like— nah, I can’t do it, gang
Which one, Liberty? That’s— you feel me, that shit easy
Nah, I don’t want her, I don’t want her, nigga
Real deal bad shit
Yeah, yeah, that’s the— the one you thinkin’ ’bout, that was the one I was finna get, I’m finna get down
These niggas actually wildin’, bro
Yeah, listen to this cap-ass nigga, bruh
Listen to this cap-ass nigga, Carti
Listen to your cap-ass lil’ brother, bruh
I’m sexy, I’m sexy as hell, and I’m rich
You’re not blood, there’s a difference
Okay, fuck, I don’t give a fuck ’bout bein’ tall, bruh this face card eat
I hit all of ’em, this face card eat
I’m slime, nigga, stop fuckin’ playin’ with me, pussy-ass lil’ boy
Your face— you, you, you, like, you, you— we both fuckin’ handsome, bruh
Alright, yeah, okay, cool, I, I don’t know why we talkin’, bruh, I would never—
I’d never hit one of your hoes, bro, I don’t really care ’bout that shit
I don’t even want that ho, bro, I got my own
I could, I could, but I just don’t want to
I wanna hit like— [?]
I like hittin’ rapper niggas hoes, you, you, you like the GOAT
You, you where the rappers get the inspiration from like, that’s different
I’m hittin’ these hoes, we should be tag teamin’, hittin’ hoes together
It’s part of the plan, you fuckin’ it up, damn
Nah, nigga, you fuckin’ it up, you tryna—
You tryna blackmail this nigga, bruh, you tryna blackmail this nigga, bruh
That’s lame, bruh
No, I’m playin’ your music while all these fine hoes in Atlanta, they down ’bout your music, like hell yeah, man
Of course they gon’ fuck with me, damn, they, damn, they, of course gon’ fuck with me, bruh
On God, nigga, let, let another nigga tryna play that shit, they gon’ be like, „Turn it down”
Gotta be the right nigga to put ’em in that zone like ay baby
Alright, Simon, li-listen, Simon is gon’ send you details when it arrives and, and you better do what you said ’cause I’m gon’ do what I said
You ever seen a big comfy couch, huh?
You ever seen a big comfy couch with a girl
Nigga, and you’re old, you not even one of ’em young niggas, for real, what you talkin’ for?
I’m 23, I’m 23, nigga, haha
Keep it you playin’, Elliot, haha
Bro, give a f— listen, you go, you go— I know, alright
Niggas gon’ say, „Bla-bla-bla,” I just wanna take your chain, like
I don’t really want to— I just wanna take your chain, bro
Take my chain? Yeah
I literally don’t know what you talkin’ ’bout
No, the big upside-down one, I want that motherfucker
Huh? I want that chain, Carti
Are you from the UK? No?
Get this nigga in check, Carti, 'fore I, 'fore I gotta expose y’all niggas ass, sayin’
And then my pendant was 49, yeah, I wa-want, I’ma take that motherfucker
I told these niggas to their face, „I’ma take your shit,” bruh
You’re not rockin’ this, take that motherfucker
You’re not rockin’ this
I wanna take that motherfucker, bruh, mhm, give me that shit, bruh
You’re not blood, bitch-ass nigga, need that chain, bruh
This a heavy chain, I want your chain, Jay, I want your chain
Okay, I’ll give you a chain, it’s cool, go ahead do that I’ma buy a FN chain right real quick
Nah, already made it, I already made one for you
This nigga ain’t get no chain, bruh, pussy-ass lil’ junkie, hahaha
You a piece of shit, bruh, You lyin’ to a nigga, bruh, I got yours too, ayy
If you seen the dance I was doin’ right now, you would laugh like hell, [?]
I’d probably do the same thing, bruh
You nigga a ho, bruh, you a ho
How the fuck did you get that though? How you get the recording? What?
That fake-ass one, how you do it?
[?]
Is ’cause I blocked you, bruh, you thought I never finna talk you, you got scared, ooh
Yeah, I did, I didn’t even see you blocked me, gang
You saw, you saw I blocked you, so unbothered
Oh, you were not unbothered, you hated that shit
I said, I said, I’m finna be on Ye shit listen to it, haha
You was like, „Oh shit, what the hell that nigga finna say?” Period, boo
Yeah, I’m tryna— bro, you not blood though, that’s one thing, I want you to know
Stop sayin’ that, stop sayin’ that, stop sayin’ that, stop sayin’ that
I want you to know that
You, you could never let me know that, you not even— you know, consideration, you not even blood from Athens
I know them bloods from Athens, you ain’t even from over there
You don’t know none of them, who? You
You got like fucked up—

[Outro: Nine Vicious]
That nigga not blood, bruh, you not blood, bitch-ass nigga
Don’t make me drop this song too, you pussy-ass lil’ boy
Don’t make me drop this song, bruh
Ayy, Carti, you better chill, bro, you better tell that nigga to chill
Better send me the video where you beatin’ that nigga up
If you so called gangster, bruh, if you so called Mob
If you so called Òmerta, whatever the fuck y’all niggas so called, bruh
You better get that rat, if you don’t get that rat, nigga
You a ho, you a ho if you don’t get that rat, bruh
This comin’ from a nigga that’s slime, bruh, I’m slime, bruh
I don’t give a fuck if it’s signed by paper, nigga, I’m still slime, so
What we gon’ do? What you gon’ do? What you gon’ do, big—?
Big vamp man, haha, what you gon’ do vamp man?
You gon’ get that rat? Or, you ain’t gon’ get that rat
’Cause if you don’t get that rat, I’m gon’ get that rat, haha
Pussy-ass lil’ nigga, blatt