(Glitt)
Hundred pounds of the dope on the checklist
100 rounds what I give her for breakfast
She a clown just got put on a necklist
Hunnit thou wanna drip on a checklace
I'm a dog drop a bag tell her fetch it
Speaking facts when I rap pay attention
(Listen the f*ck up)
I came from rags to riches I bagged the bitches that gave me the saddest face
(Face)
And I like to trap like I'm in a race
Lets see who ain't cappin 'bout getting cake
And all of these niggas be asking for handouts don't even know if a nigga ate
You wasn't 'round when I wasn't buzzin
Ya'll niggas is clowns no point in discussion
I'm high as a cloud the ganga is bussin
I gave her one round she told me she love me
Wait
You funny
(Hilarious)
F*ck the love if I'm not making money
When I pop you gon' want something from me
F*ck a thot she said I'm in her tummy
Smoke a eighth to the face 'cause I'm lit
Pop a xan while I wait for the lyft
Do my dance while I f*ck on yo bitch
Ran off with the pack now you sick
Sweatshorts for the summer that's drip
Big woods ya'll be cyphin' with clips
Niggas cappin I think I smell a bitch
Pass to Zay for the kill that's assist
Jayy Blacc can't rap oh you wish
Boom with my words still need a grip
Niggas chattin' but they never on shit
Just dropped 210 in the bit
Get the droid cop a fit and i'm lit
(I'm lit)
Only some gon' relate to this shit
Niggas switch everyday it's a reg
Hit up Harlem just to buggout with Greg
See a opp and I put em to sleep
Pray to God every night for I sleep
Reset the days will I get through the week
Need a spliff everyday or I tweak
Give her rounds then i get something to eat
Move a pound then get somewhere to sleep
(Damn)
16 and I rap every week
Niggas panic 'cause they don't got no breesh
(Nah you niggas really be mad)
(Glitt)
Hundred pounds of the dope on the checklist
100 rounds what I give her for breakfast
She a clown just got put on a necklist
Hunnit thou wanna drip on a checklace
I'm a dog drop a bag tell her fetch it
Speaking facts when I rap pay attention
(Pay attention)
Jayy Blacc - Rags to Riches Lyrics
Jayy Blacc - Rags to Riches Lyrics
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(Glitt)
Hundred pounds of the dope on the checklist
100 rounds what I give her for breakfast
She a clown just got put on a necklist
Hunnit thou wanna drip on a checklace
I'm a dog drop a bag tell her fetch it
Speaking facts when I rap pay attention
(Listen the f*ck up)
I came from rags to riches I bagged the bitches that gave me the saddest face
(Face)
And I like to trap like I'm in a race
Lets see who ain't cappin 'bout getting cake
And all of these niggas be asking for handouts don't even know if a nigga ate
You wasn't 'round when I wasn't buzzin
Ya'll niggas is clowns no point in discussion
I'm high as a cloud the ganga is bussin
I gave her one round she told me she love me
Wait
You funny
(Hilarious)
F*ck the love if I'm not making money
When I pop you gon' want something from me
F*ck a thot she said I'm in her tummy
Smoke a eighth to the face 'cause I'm lit
Pop a xan while I wait for the lyft
Do my dance while I f*ck on yo bitch
Ran off with the pack now you sick
Sweatshorts for the summer that's drip
Big woods ya'll be cyphin' with clips
Niggas cappin I think I smell a bitch
Pass to Zay for the kill that's assist
Jayy Blacc can't rap oh you wish
Boom with my words still need a grip
Niggas chattin' but they never on shit
Just dropped 210 in the bit
Get the droid cop a fit and i'm lit
(I'm lit)
Only some gon' relate to this shit
Niggas switch everyday it's a reg
Hit up Harlem just to buggout with Greg
See a opp and I put em to sleep
Pray to God every night for I sleep
Reset the days will I get through the week
Need a spliff everyday or I tweak
Give her rounds then i get something to eat
Move a pound then get somewhere to sleep
(Damn)
16 and I rap every week
Niggas panic 'cause they don't got no breesh
(Nah you niggas really be mad)
(Glitt)
Hundred pounds of the dope on the checklist
100 rounds what I give her for breakfast
She a clown just got put on a necklist
Hunnit thou wanna drip on a checklace
I'm a dog drop a bag tell her fetch it
Speaking facts when I rap pay attention
(Pay attention)
Hundred pounds of the dope on the checklist
100 rounds what I give her for breakfast
She a clown just got put on a necklist
Hunnit thou wanna drip on a checklace
I'm a dog drop a bag tell her fetch it
Speaking facts when I rap pay attention
(Listen the f*ck up)
I came from rags to riches I bagged the bitches that gave me the saddest face
(Face)
And I like to trap like I'm in a race
Lets see who ain't cappin 'bout getting cake
And all of these niggas be asking for handouts don't even know if a nigga ate
You wasn't 'round when I wasn't buzzin
Ya'll niggas is clowns no point in discussion
I'm high as a cloud the ganga is bussin
I gave her one round she told me she love me
Wait
You funny
(Hilarious)
F*ck the love if I'm not making money
When I pop you gon' want something from me
F*ck a thot she said I'm in her tummy
Smoke a eighth to the face 'cause I'm lit
Pop a xan while I wait for the lyft
Do my dance while I f*ck on yo bitch
Ran off with the pack now you sick
Sweatshorts for the summer that's drip
Big woods ya'll be cyphin' with clips
Niggas cappin I think I smell a bitch
Pass to Zay for the kill that's assist
Jayy Blacc can't rap oh you wish
Boom with my words still need a grip
Niggas chattin' but they never on shit
Just dropped 210 in the bit
Get the droid cop a fit and i'm lit
(I'm lit)
Only some gon' relate to this shit
Niggas switch everyday it's a reg
Hit up Harlem just to buggout with Greg
See a opp and I put em to sleep
Pray to God every night for I sleep
Reset the days will I get through the week
Need a spliff everyday or I tweak
Give her rounds then i get something to eat
Move a pound then get somewhere to sleep
(Damn)
16 and I rap every week
Niggas panic 'cause they don't got no breesh
(Nah you niggas really be mad)
(Glitt)
Hundred pounds of the dope on the checklist
100 rounds what I give her for breakfast
She a clown just got put on a necklist
Hunnit thou wanna drip on a checklace
I'm a dog drop a bag tell her fetch it
Speaking facts when I rap pay attention
(Pay attention)
Writer: Jaysean Thomas
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid