Pat. - On Deck Lyrics

14, I just bought a car Watch out for this beam AR
Told me that I failed, that I ain't going far
Choppa finna melt him, turn that boy to tar

Drank in my cup, boy, it got me feeling fat
Dumped that chop, yeah, these bullets hit his back
My shooter tote a blick and my shooter, tote a mac
Bet these 556 finna take em off the map

Scat pack SRT all black
They wanna be like me, yeah, they tryna be like Pat
I said, look me in my eyes, shawty me where you been at
And we kill his, bro, he ain't never spin back
Hunnid bands in my chase, yeah, I'm finna spend that
I told lil bro that he suck, he cannot defend that

They said Pat to fye and I said I been that

I told lil bro to wipe that tear
He ain't never caught a body
Bad hoe want kick it with me
She want pull up with lil Pat yeah she want be my lil shawty

They said Patty you gon blow you gon make it to the charts
Ride with a foreign hoe, new foreign car

They was talking down, now they gotta watch they back
They wanna be like me, yeah, they tryna be like Pat
I said, look me in my eyes, shawty me where you been at
And we kill his, bro, he ain't never spin back
Hunnid bands in my chase, yeah, I'm finna spend that
I told lil bro that he suck, he cannot defend that
Im finna catch em lacking and I know they fear that

They was hating on Pat, now they tryna be my fan
Bad foreign hoe, she came from Amsterdam
They tryna flex on me and my fam
The day you see your brother die you turn to a man