Ratatouille by Muze Sikk Lyrics
Hey
Hey hey hey
Baby what you say
Hey hey hey
Whatcha fucking mean
Hey hey hey
I can’t understand
Hey hey hey
I feel like flyest and
Can’t nobody doubt that
The coup it got a Roof it just went poof and it won’t bounce back
Pocket hella cheese ratatouille
I been over golden stoves
And im so B.O.A.T. that everybody in this bitch gon float
Like Fuck it
Before I kick the bucket
Imma sit up yo bitch up in my bucket
Imma stack the chips until the chips worth something
And I got give a fuck if you thinking that you busting
Boy you not
You bluffing
La la oh oh
You know
This type living ain’t the living you can stop
Check my flight plan
Double up my cup
Never come down
Ya we always stay up
Try to stomach this
Money ya I tuck it
And I’m never on no funny shit
Mass at you sets
Like it fucking Nantucket and I’m never on no basic ass flatline bugging
Bars and the beats man
Someone tell these fools what time it be
Muze to the Sikk Let fly the breeze
I could nullify your vibe in a minute
Buck back
If ya bucs on ice then we slide in
Opps beat
They can’t fuck with me
They obsolete
I feel like aquaman with harmonys
Al Capone in my pants
Pardon my conglomerate
Mainframe shakey
You gon end up with your comet clipped
MF I purported my worth
Still spazzing on the track like your average Sir
I’m a calm cool knight let it monsoon
Hop up on a Prius
Do my dance
Do the deed
Throw my harpoon
Bitch I’m far from a goon
I’m the type to make my tunes
Hit the snooze then reboot
I could poke a hole up in your bubble speech
That’s the only time you’ll pop off when you fucking speak
Lil bitch
Hey hey hey
Baby what you say
Hey hey hey
Whatcha fucking mean
Hey hey hey
I can’t understand
Hey hey hey
I feel like flyest and
Can’t nobody doubt that
The coup it got a Roof it just went poof and it won’t bounce back
Pocket hella cheese ratatouille
I been over golden stoves
And im so B.O.A.T. that everybody in this bitch gon float
Like Fuck it
Before I kick the bucket
Imma sit up yo bitch up in my bucket
Imma stack the chips until the chips worth something
And I got give a fuck if you thinking that you busting
Boy you not
You bluffing
La la oh oh
You know
This type living ain’t the living you can stop
Check my flight plan
Double up my cup
Never come down
Ya we always stay up
Try to stomach this
Money ya I tuck it
And I’m never on no funny shit
Mass at you sets
Like it fucking Nantucket and I’m never on no basic ass flatline bugging
Bars and the beats man
Someone tell these fools what time it be
Muze to the Sikk Let fly the breeze
I could nullify your vibe in a minute
Buck back
If ya bucs on ice then we slide in
Opps beat
They can’t fuck with me
They obsolete
I feel like aquaman with harmonys
Al Capone in my pants
Pardon my conglomerate
Mainframe shakey
You gon end up with your comet clipped
MF I purported my worth
Still spazzing on the track like your average Sir
I’m a calm cool knight let it monsoon
Hop up on a Prius
Do my dance
Do the deed
Throw my harpoon
Bitch I’m far from a goon
I’m the type to make my tunes
Hit the snooze then reboot
I could poke a hole up in your bubble speech
That’s the only time you’ll pop off when you fucking speak
Lil bitch