(In the booth wit my son Merlin man FatDripper
Was inna hooptie now im ima coupe (What)
When niggas hate on you that's when they start to shoot (What)
Plotting on ya ass and you ain't have a clue (Folding)
Tryna get some bucks so we could eat this food (Uh-huh)
Was inna hooptie now im ima coupe
When niggas hate on you that's when they start to shoot (they envious)
Plotting on ya ass and you ain't have a clue (stay on 50)
Tryna get some bucks so we could eat this food
And I know that girl she a hoe
F*cking ya bitch and letting it go (Letting it what)
Stacking the cheese im chasing that dough (Niggas not ready)
4 5 knocks knocking at ya door (Damn)
In the stu on the grind
F*cking it up I cop me a dime
Call my nigga you know that's my slime
Kobe Bryant all in his prime
Bad lil bitch she know she fine
Ten toes down you know I don't die
(ten toes down you know I don't die)
(he said said He said said He said He said yeah)
I ain't gone ball without y'all
Real team player i'd tell the other coaches scout y'all
Praying that i make it niggas praying on my downfall
Heavy is the head I know they wanna see my crown fall
Yea so I'm chilling wit who I kill wit
One day we gone be real rich I just gotta spit the real shit
Preach to em no drill shit Kaz said make sure that they feel this
Same ones broke it down it's the same ones imma build with
Toomuch baby coming in pick up and kill it
My nigga too real yea this real shit you feel it
Spinnin inna benz yea my shit getting real lit
Bad bitch giving top yea that shit real quick
Yea
Ain't no love where I'm at
In the slums where im at
Was onna transit wit the pack
F*ck Rosa Parks im in the back
And im still watching my back
Uh and you know im carrying my gat
And im holding my gat (Boom)
Pull up on you wit the pack (Uh-huh)
Wit the gang we getting all them racks (Damnnn)
Was inna hooptie now im ima coupe
When niggas hate on you that's when they start to shoot
Plotting on ya ass and you ain't have a clue
Tryna get some bucks so we could eat this food
Was inna hooptie now im ima coupe
When niggas hate on you that's when they start to shoot
Plotting on ya ass and you ain't have a clue
Tryna get some bucks so we could eat this food
SoSaDinero - Rags to Riches (feat. TooMuch) Lyrics
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(In the booth wit my son Merlin man FatDripper
Was inna hooptie now im ima coupe (What)
When niggas hate on you that's when they start to shoot (What)
Plotting on ya ass and you ain't have a clue (Folding)
Tryna get some bucks so we could eat this food (Uh-huh)
Was inna hooptie now im ima coupe
When niggas hate on you that's when they start to shoot (they envious)
Plotting on ya ass and you ain't have a clue (stay on 50)
Tryna get some bucks so we could eat this food
And I know that girl she a hoe
F*cking ya bitch and letting it go (Letting it what)
Stacking the cheese im chasing that dough (Niggas not ready)
4 5 knocks knocking at ya door (Damn)
In the stu on the grind
F*cking it up I cop me a dime
Call my nigga you know that's my slime
Kobe Bryant all in his prime
Bad lil bitch she know she fine
Ten toes down you know I don't die
(ten toes down you know I don't die)
(he said said He said said He said He said yeah)
I ain't gone ball without y'all
Real team player i'd tell the other coaches scout y'all
Praying that i make it niggas praying on my downfall
Heavy is the head I know they wanna see my crown fall
Yea so I'm chilling wit who I kill wit
One day we gone be real rich I just gotta spit the real shit
Preach to em no drill shit Kaz said make sure that they feel this
Same ones broke it down it's the same ones imma build with
Toomuch baby coming in pick up and kill it
My nigga too real yea this real shit you feel it
Spinnin inna benz yea my shit getting real lit
Bad bitch giving top yea that shit real quick
Yea
Ain't no love where I'm at
In the slums where im at
Was onna transit wit the pack
F*ck Rosa Parks im in the back
And im still watching my back
Uh and you know im carrying my gat
And im holding my gat (Boom)
Pull up on you wit the pack (Uh-huh)
Wit the gang we getting all them racks (Damnnn)
Was inna hooptie now im ima coupe
When niggas hate on you that's when they start to shoot
Plotting on ya ass and you ain't have a clue
Tryna get some bucks so we could eat this food
Was inna hooptie now im ima coupe
When niggas hate on you that's when they start to shoot
Plotting on ya ass and you ain't have a clue
Tryna get some bucks so we could eat this food
Was inna hooptie now im ima coupe (What)
When niggas hate on you that's when they start to shoot (What)
Plotting on ya ass and you ain't have a clue (Folding)
Tryna get some bucks so we could eat this food (Uh-huh)
Was inna hooptie now im ima coupe
When niggas hate on you that's when they start to shoot (they envious)
Plotting on ya ass and you ain't have a clue (stay on 50)
Tryna get some bucks so we could eat this food
And I know that girl she a hoe
F*cking ya bitch and letting it go (Letting it what)
Stacking the cheese im chasing that dough (Niggas not ready)
4 5 knocks knocking at ya door (Damn)
In the stu on the grind
F*cking it up I cop me a dime
Call my nigga you know that's my slime
Kobe Bryant all in his prime
Bad lil bitch she know she fine
Ten toes down you know I don't die
(ten toes down you know I don't die)
(he said said He said said He said He said yeah)
I ain't gone ball without y'all
Real team player i'd tell the other coaches scout y'all
Praying that i make it niggas praying on my downfall
Heavy is the head I know they wanna see my crown fall
Yea so I'm chilling wit who I kill wit
One day we gone be real rich I just gotta spit the real shit
Preach to em no drill shit Kaz said make sure that they feel this
Same ones broke it down it's the same ones imma build with
Toomuch baby coming in pick up and kill it
My nigga too real yea this real shit you feel it
Spinnin inna benz yea my shit getting real lit
Bad bitch giving top yea that shit real quick
Yea
Ain't no love where I'm at
In the slums where im at
Was onna transit wit the pack
F*ck Rosa Parks im in the back
And im still watching my back
Uh and you know im carrying my gat
And im holding my gat (Boom)
Pull up on you wit the pack (Uh-huh)
Wit the gang we getting all them racks (Damnnn)
Was inna hooptie now im ima coupe
When niggas hate on you that's when they start to shoot
Plotting on ya ass and you ain't have a clue
Tryna get some bucks so we could eat this food
Was inna hooptie now im ima coupe
When niggas hate on you that's when they start to shoot
Plotting on ya ass and you ain't have a clue
Tryna get some bucks so we could eat this food
Writer: SoSaDinero TheFatDripper
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid