Snap Bac Pac - Rags to Riches (feat. Oso Da Youngen) Lyrics

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You know how We do
You how we move
We come from Rag to riches
Now put a Bag In our britches
We come from Rags to Riches
We spent a bag on our britches
We coming outta them trenches
Turning them bands into millions
We do not talk
When we in that trap
We just bag them bitches
We come from Rag to riches
Now put a Bag In our britches
We come from Rags to Riches
We spent a bag on our britches
We coming outta them trenches
Turning them bands into millions
We do not talk
When we in that trap
We just bag them bitches
I came from rag to riches
A lot niggas they mad I did it
Dripped in sauce with the baddest bitches
Spending cash on gas in digits
Scales that is
Paper tags or rented
Don't ask for Kittie
We just smash in get it
Designer Lenin
Gucci collar with the wallet
Dripping
Belt whoppings
Ass no competition
Black in white flouge
Dressed in composition
Get note book
Cus I know that LISTENING
White gold like the Lakers
Ain't winning
Ice cold
Like the heater been tripping
Nice flow should I write
I live it
10k when we shopping in spending
But I swipe the card
To show em we winning
Fariguma cuffing
Nigga you tripping
It's a Very scary come up
When u ain't with it
She barley hairy
When I wanna get in it
Plenty berries
When we puffing out spinach
In we keep the tag for pronounce the Lenin
The schedule easy
When it's stacking in spending
The Balmane
With the stacks in my briches
When all changed
I went back to treches
No call Mane
Unless you is spending cus
Cus
We come from Rag to riches
Now put a Bag In our britches
We come from Rags to Riches
We spent a bag on our britches
We coming outta them trenches
Turning them bands into millions
We do not talk
When we in that trap
We just bag them bitches
We come from Rag to riches
Now put a Bag In our britches
We come from Rags to Riches
We spent a bag on our britches
We coming outta them trenches
Turning them bands into millions
We do not talk
When we in that trap
We just bag them bitches
Oso da Youngen baby
I got Them Racks
In my britches
Run that check up
To the ceiling
Get the pack in
Then I flip it
Cop me a coupe
With no ceilings
Mane that's one hell of a feeling
If it ain't about racks it irrelevant
I love the cash
It was Heaven sent
She pussy popping
She know I'm lit
Might f*ck up a bag
On a four Door lac
Me in Snap
Pulling up
Back to back
This ice on my neck
Cause a ice attack
F*ck on your hoe
You can have her back
Henny on rocks
I be feeling right
All the night I was broke
Had to get it right
I den took off
I den took flight
Not I been living
My best life
Weight that shit up
Yes them bitches right
Checks coming in
Day in night
Count up the bag
Profit all the hundreds
Jugging real good
I got dirty hundreds
Young niggas playing with 80s money
I put them racks in a safe
Y'all Niggas
Really Cap about it
I live this shit
Don't just rap about it
We come from Rag to riches
Now put a Bag In our britches
We come from Rags to Riches
We spent a bag on our britches
We coming outta them trenches
Turning them bands into millions
We do not talk
When we in that trap
We just bag them bitches
We come from Rag to riches
Now put a Bag In our britches
We come from Rags to Riches
We spent a bag on our britches
We coming outta them trenches
Turning them bands into millions
We do not talk
When we in that trap
We just bag them bitches
We come from Rag to riches
Now put a Bag In our britches
We come from Rags to Riches
We spent a bag on our britches
We coming outta them trenches
Turning them bands into millions
We do not talk
When we in that trap
We just bag them bitches
We come from Rag to riches
Now put a Bag In our britches
We come from Rags to Riches
We spent a bag on our britches
We coming outta them trenches
Turning them bands into millions
We do not talk
When we in that trap
We just bag them bitches