Ashes Lyrics

I don't know nun in this life except money and plottin' on how to go get me some guap

I used to shop at the Ross, but now I got designer shit that I do not even want

I done took too many L's to go ever let anyone try and just give me a loss

My mama said chill but these racks keep on waitin', I had to go turn yo' lil boy to a boss

2 am, still sippin' on drop

Gettin' racks every minute of the clock

30 milligrams, bitch gettin' popped

Swear to God, this shit don't stop

Off of these drugs, I be prayin' to God

From foreign lean to foreign cars

All of these packs, I be faded a lot

Been gettin' money from the start

Fast life, baby, on this fast life

Got my racks right, baby got my racks right

Dripped down, rockin' that all black

Sippin' cough syrup, I ain't coughin'

5 pounds, and it's all gas

You ain't talkin' guap, why you talkin'?

Got blue chicken on me

Bitch this real drop, ain't sippin' 40s

Why this bitch trippin' on me

Ay, if you love me, better show me

I got love in my system

Lotta drugs in my system

Got these racks in my denim

Like Ma, don't ask how I get 'em

Count it up

Thousand blunts, thousand cups

Bad bitch, and she down to fuck

Sip it straight 'cuz I'm out of cups

Blowin' gas, shit loud as fuck

I just be countin' this cash every day, I'm addicted to cashin' a check

I got a lot of these racks on me, but I do not have to flex

This hoe tryn' lie out her mouth, this bitch be actin' again

I'm so geeked up from last night, wakin' up to ash in my bed