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jayy blacc - rags to riches lyrics

(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 b-tches 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 n-ggas be asking for handouts don’t even know if a n-gga ate
you wasn’t ’round when i wasn’t buzzin
ya’ll n-ggas 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 b-tch
ran off with the pack now you sick
sweatshorts for the summer that’s drip
big woods ya’ll be cyphin’ with clips
n-ggas cappin i think i smell a b-tch
p-ss to zay for the k!ll that’s -ssist
jayy blacc can’t rap oh you wish
boom with my words still need a grip

n-ggas chattin’ but they never on sh-t
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 sh-t
n-ggas 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
(d-mn)
16 and i rap every week
n-ggas panic ’cause they don’t got no breesh
(nah you n-ggas really be mad)
(glitt)

- jayy blacc lyrics

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