Holiday (Intro) Lyrics

I was broke, I still remember them days Back in the school, I was serving the J's

A fashion bitch just spent that, get it back Get a n***a tryna be on my way

Give me fuck, I'm still get a racks Back then I was broke, I was drippin' on racks

But now I'm up, I'm still get it back in I spend through bags and I spend it on fashion

I bet she ain't broke, your bitch is a ratchet I still get it then, I get it in the mixin

Bad bitch twerkin', she know how to write it I keep me in clout, lil' n***a, we ain't fightin

I get racks on my sleep, back then I was broke on my dick

I walk in the studio and I keep me a stick Bad bitch walkin', I don't know where the truth is

White, black, they batting for her and I don't know where the truth is

I'm still in the trap, my bro serving dog food I skip by me in the street, you a damn fool