Rodents
Juice WRLD · Produced by Chopsquad DJ, TyMadeIt
Rodents lyrics
Intro
Came in the cut with a—
Came in the cut with a—
You dont wear Versace you wear—
You dont wear Versace you wear Versus
I dont see no competition no versin
I drop this Perc Im a different person
Lets go
(Aw yeah TyMadeIt)
Chorus
You dont wear Versace that shit Versus (That shit Versus)
I dont see no competition aint no versin (Aint no versin)
Freestyle on my songs I dont rehearse it (I dont rehearse)
Feel like Little Wayne cause Ima just rebirth it yеah
Chopper get to squeezin get to squirtin (Yеah)
Thirty round with the threeround burstin (Yeah)
Smokin on dope its potent (Its what)
I dont got time for rats no rodents yeah (Time for rats)
Verse 1
Look at these racks (Uhhuh) in a Chanel bag (Uhhuh)
I got a gun in the bag (Uhhuh) in the Chanel bag (Uhhuh)
Fivehundred for a bag thats a Birkin
Twotone skelly (Uhhuh) thats the salary of a surgeon (Uhhuh uhhuh)
Where he at Shoot his ass
Leave him leakin yeah maxipad
Ayy pull up on him let him have it
Gra gra gra thats an automatic
Three round burst with me Ima let him have it
Im ballin like Dirk Nowitzki on the Mavericks
Want smoke Ima fuck around give you cancer
Ima pull up on the scene like a fuckin Pamper
I can turn a nun bitch to a dirty dancer
I can turn a dumb bitch to a brain champion
I dont ever run bitch I aint scared of nothin bitch
Choppa like Nick Cannon shoot it like a drum bitch
Chorus
You dont wear Versace that shit Versus (That shit Versus)
I dont see no competition aint no versin (Aint no versin)
Freestyle on my songs I dont rehearse it (I dont rehearse)
Feel like Little Wayne cause Ima just rebirth it yeah (Yeah)
Chopper get to squeezin get to squirtin (Yeah)
Thirty round with the threeround burstin (Yeah)
Smokin on dope its potent (Potent)
I dont got time for rats no rodents yeah (Time for rats)
Verse 2
No time for rats I dont got time for rats
Just time for racks chopper shake like tourettes
Hit you in your face and your neck and your chest
Now you Michael Jackson your cardiac arrest
I feel like the best hell yeah like the best
Metta World Peace like Ron Artest
Pull up on the scene I tote my TEC
Matter fact fuck it that that bitch be jammin
Bad bitch on my dick best believe that I be crammin
Member I was broke I was credit card scammin
Now Im Chris Paul with the rock I be handlin
Choppa on my hip it be talkin its ramblin
Flexin on these niggas like Samson
Designer on my body like a mannequin damn
Pussy nigga you not the man uh
Fuck nigga better man up
Chorus
You dont wear Versace that shit Versus (That shit Versus)
I dont see no competition aint no versin (Aint no versin)
Freestyle on my songs I dont rehearse it (I dont rehearse)
Feel like Little Wayne cause Ima just rebirth it yeah
Chopper get to squeezin get to squirtin (Yeah)
Thirty round with the threeround burstin (Yeah)
Smokin on dope its potent (Its what)
I dont got time for rats no rodents yeah (Time for rats)