(Hellcat) Rari It sound just like a Rari It sound just like a Rari It sound just like a Rari Skrrt-skrrt Yeah, sing, sing, sing She in a tutu I said, "Get in" (Can you get in, please?) We really bend blocks Young nigga, spin Most of my niggas trappin', dodgin' felonies I'm in the booth with the melodies She was in my DM, talkin' to recklessly I ain't respond, she was 17 I go to my hood and if niggas start actin' funny I start clappin' and clear the scene I'm usually a red sipper and it's Raw I won't settle for a pint of green Got me tucking this .40 caliber in public I like my bitches when they really mean I don't care if you maxed out, get you packed out Got some killers inside the bing Eatin' Bossa Nova with a little bitty bad bitch And she won't ever get a ring Hellcat sound just like a Rari Hear the pipes sing (Hellcat) Rari It sound just like a Rari It sound just like a Rari It sound just like a Rari Skrrt-skrrt Yeah, sing, sing, sing She in a tutu I said, "Get in" (Can you get in, please?) We really bend blocks Young nigga, spin Grippin' all over her back dimples And her ex still sell nickels XD 45 got hot And a nigga had fell victim Waitin' for my play Pourin' up Akorn right in front of Kellz kitchen Mixin' all this Palm Angels and this Chrome Heart You can tell I'm still pitchin' Let my brother Kwame outta the G-Wall I know he in his cell lifting Niggas sayin' that they ain't the police But this paper work tell different If you want a bag, hit me on my Bat Phone 'Cause I know these niggas listening Walk in to the club, too many racks on Paper work different (Hellcat) Rari It sound just like a Rari It sound just like a Rari It sound just like a Rari Skrrt-skrrt Yeah, sing, sing, sing She in a tutu I said, "Get in" (Can you get in, please?) We really bend blocks Young nigga, spin (Hellcat)