Rags To Riches

I'mma turn my rags to riches I done fucked the baddest bitchez Fell in love with laddas switches Automatic plastic grippage 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 fucked the baddest bitchez Fell in love with laddas switches Automatic plastic grippage I'mma turn my rags to riches I done fucked the baddest bitchez Fell in love with laddas switches Automatic plastic grippage I'mma turn my rags to riches I done fucked the baddest bitchez Fell in love with laddas switches Automatic plastic grippage I'mma turn my rags to riches I done fucked the baddest bitchez Fell in love with laddas switches Automatic plastic grippage