I'mma turn my rags to riches
I done f*cked the baddest bitchez
Fell in love with laddas switches
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We hit a lick now he sick
I always ride w my stick
I put a switch on my Glick
My niggaz they neva switch
I get the pack for the low
Opp in the air we gone blow
Few nighaz still gotta go
Get the loc then we gonna go
We ain't forget what you said
Dirty gun filled up with led
We aiming right at chu head
It ain't even bout bread
Pockets fat I call it munch
Get ya panties outta bunch
That nigga food call him lunch
I'll take ya chick out to brunch
Get the straw drink out the pint
Studio purple the lights
Mulla vibes it's only rite
I only step out at night
Diamonds they punch like they Tyson
Next watch copping a breitling
Been in the gym still ain't fighting
Get that boy striked like it lighting
They all gone do what I said
Text me I left her on read
I herd there's bread on my head
Send a nigga we leaving dead
Damn I got blood on my shoes
Red bottoms stepping in loubs
I'm bull dese bitchez choose
I'll blow it just like a fuse
I wrote this rap in ten minutes
My neighbors think I'm a menace
I won't rat I'll take the sentence
I went to church repentance
I'mma turn my rags to riches
I done f*cked the baddest bitchez
Fell in love with laddas switches
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I'mma turn my rags to riches
I done f*cked the baddest bitchez
Fell in love with laddas switches
Automatic plastic grippage
I'mma turn my rags to riches
I done f*cked the baddest bitchez
Fell in love with laddas switches
Automatic plastic grippage
I'mma turn my rags to riches
I done f*cked the baddest bitchez
Fell in love with laddas switches
Automatic plastic grippage