Ghetto Love Lute (Ft. Ari Lennox & Blakk Soul)

[Chorus: Blakk Soul, Ari Lennox & Both]
Ghetto love and that's what I need (I need)
More ratchet more better, yeah, that's my speed (My speed)
The one you can slide on in the hooptie (Hooptie)
That one you know gon pass you drink and good weed (Good weed)
Ratchet love and that's a good call (Hey)
Can whip you a meal at night with no Drawlz (No Drawlz)
Make you feel like a king inside them four walls (Walls)
More ratchet more better, that's a good call, a good call

[Verse 1: Lute]
I'll take a woman over two bad bitches on God
But I still cash app forty dollars if you don't take card
The ratchet more better, the key to my heart
I need a girl that's named after a car
'Cause I can't afford a Mercedes
But I can go half on a baby and name her Alexus
Baby girl, you a blessing
If God was a woman that sundress give a nigga hill on heaven
Hop in a whip, spaceships gon' dip like the Jetsons
Shorty sweet like a honeysuckle she don't fuck with suckers so I'm just her type
Do it right, she gon' do you good if you play your cards, nigga, times is hard, I need to lay my head
On your shoulder or between your legs
Talk is cheap so I'm sayin' less
I ain't gotta impress 'cause she know I'm real
We could fuck, we could chill
We could woodgrain, grip the wheel
We could love, we could chill
Ghetto love is how I feel
Need me a bitch that can grip the steel