Rags Lyrics

Cash all on my mind in the morning and in my stash

I been grinding so long time to relax

Kidding I'm on the gas for the digits

I'm pulling up fast no days off with the racks

Hungry for the money like my stomach bumping and grinding against my back

I'm a fiend for the hundreds I got it bad

Tried to shake off the habit but I done relapsed

So show me where the cheese at

Turned into a good check casher

Ducking laws to living lavish

I been moving up some brackets

Working hard to get established, uh huh

Perfect at this shit I shouldn't have to practice, uh huh

I was broke but now I say it in the past tense

Now the money flip its doing gymnastics

Elastic how it stretch I heard it make me more attractive uh huh

So I'm just gone keep snapping like a crab leg

Ain't worried cause my competition glass I'm looking past em, it's

Rags to riches never had shit and so now we brag

Cause the racks looking bigger nigga

The dash digital do the max no minimal

Spend it fast but faster with getting it back

I got em mad

Niggas all in they feelings I'm in my bag

Ain't got time for the giggles I'm tryna

Stack cheddar provolone mozzarella I'm spending it fast flipping and getting it back

I said it's rags to riches never had shit and so now we brag

Cause the racks looking bigger nigga

The dash digital do the max no minimal

Spend it fast but faster with getting it back

I got em mad

Niggas all in they feelings I'm in my bag

Ain't got time for the giggles I'm tryna

Stack cheddar provolone mozzarella

I'm getting it fast spending and getting it back

I got packs coming in and I ain't talk bout no abs

The money coming full circle running laps nigga

I'm on the track moving with it

You tryna keep up with us you making me laugh

Check the stats my numbers steady going up face the facts

They playing catch-up with everything that I had

Finished been done with it fore you did it

I been a grad before you stepped into this class

I keep my shit in tact

Not the one to lack, not a bandicoot

But she gone let me crash

Full throttle for the loot

Brakes I never smash

And if 12 get behind me it's still motherfuck a badge aye

The young nigga with money got em mad right

Cause I'm stunting on em shining like a flashlight

And my pockets got a tape worm appetite

Bringing home the bacon cause I gotta keep em satisfied

We just getting it how we living, homie

From the bottom, I built up with the homies

Now the diamonds got their attentions on me

Expenses on me, the lenses on me

And niggas hating they just wanna be us

Got my own shorty tell yours to ease up

And we balling like we all in the league yuh

She know who we be yuh

It's W P yeah

Just getting it how I'm living dawg

From the bottom I built up with my dawgs

I just want the diamonds you can keep the flaws

All I ever do is ball and keep it moving y'all

And niggas hating they just wanna be us

I'm self-made I don't really need ya

And I always put on for the team yuh

You know who we be yuh

It's W P yuh

Rags to riches never had shit and so now we brag

Cause the racks looking bigger nigga

The dash digital do the max never minimal

Spend it fast but faster with getting it back

I got em mad

Niggas all in they feelings I'm in my bag

Ain't got time for the giggles I'm tryna

Stack cheddar up provolone mozzarella

I'm getting it fast spending and getting it back

Rags to riches never had shit and so now we brag

Cause the racks looking bigger nigga

The dash digital do the max no minimal

Spend it fast but faster with getting it back, yeah