The Bottom
A nigga ain't carin' about it, ey
I ride the Bach and got me some racks
Jumped out the Bach to go get some racks
I jumped out the Bach to go get some racks, yeah yeah
Young nigga came from the bottom
I jumped out the Bach to go get some racks
Young nigga came from the bottom
I jumped out the Bach to go get some racks
'member they put me in the trap
I got me a bag and went to the max
I was on the porch and I jumped up off the curve
Got a couple racks just to fucck it up
A nigga had to break the safe and cash out on a brand new Jag just to run it up
Want a brand new Patek, VV's all on my neck
Got it all I finesse, I been chasin' a check
Bitch I came from the bottom, I was broke and got rich
We was back at the bandos, got it all out the wrist yeah
I 'member days I was sittin' in the project tryna get my hands on some racks
Put the bluefaces in the shoebox gotta keep 'em neat, I'm tryna keep track
Stack 'em in, wrap 'em in, rubber bands
Travel six months seen a 100 bands
Gotta go buy the new shoes for my brother I want him to drip like a stunna-man
I don't really care what it cost me, I want my niggas to ball
Touched my first pack I was 16, nigga I seen it all
I got in the field winning, got a safe but boy it was risky dawg
I just want turn the lil' Charger I'm driving in to a Bentley dawg
I can't even fuck with these bitches no more
I had to sit down and go get some meal
I 'member I always look out on the corner then I graduated the trappin' in Timbs
They gone be seeing I be having them bags
They be like Roddy you at it again
I can't even lie some of these bitches done curve me then I done see them in traffic again
Young nigga came from the bottom
I jumped out the Bach to go get some racks
'member they put me in the trap
I got me a bag and went to the max
I was on the porch and I jumped up off the curve
Got a couple racks just to fuck it up
A nigga had to break the safe and cash out on a brand new Jag just to run it up
Want a brand new Patek, VV's all on my neck
Got it all I finesse, I been chasin' a check
Bitch I came from the bottom, I was broke and got rich
We was back at the bandos, got it all out the wrist
Skrrt, skrrt...
I ride the Bach and got me some racks
Jumped out the Bach to go get some racks
I jumped out the Bach to go get some racks, yeah yeah
Young nigga came from the bottom
I jumped out the Bach to go get some racks
Young nigga came from the bottom
I jumped out the Bach to go get some racks
'member they put me in the trap
I got me a bag and went to the max
I was on the porch and I jumped up off the curve
Got a couple racks just to fucck it up
A nigga had to break the safe and cash out on a brand new Jag just to run it up
Want a brand new Patek, VV's all on my neck
Got it all I finesse, I been chasin' a check
Bitch I came from the bottom, I was broke and got rich
We was back at the bandos, got it all out the wrist yeah
I 'member days I was sittin' in the project tryna get my hands on some racks
Put the bluefaces in the shoebox gotta keep 'em neat, I'm tryna keep track
Stack 'em in, wrap 'em in, rubber bands
Travel six months seen a 100 bands
Gotta go buy the new shoes for my brother I want him to drip like a stunna-man
I don't really care what it cost me, I want my niggas to ball
Touched my first pack I was 16, nigga I seen it all
I got in the field winning, got a safe but boy it was risky dawg
I just want turn the lil' Charger I'm driving in to a Bentley dawg
I can't even fuck with these bitches no more
I had to sit down and go get some meal
I 'member I always look out on the corner then I graduated the trappin' in Timbs
They gone be seeing I be having them bags
They be like Roddy you at it again
I can't even lie some of these bitches done curve me then I done see them in traffic again
Young nigga came from the bottom
I jumped out the Bach to go get some racks
'member they put me in the trap
I got me a bag and went to the max
I was on the porch and I jumped up off the curve
Got a couple racks just to fuck it up
A nigga had to break the safe and cash out on a brand new Jag just to run it up
Want a brand new Patek, VV's all on my neck
Got it all I finesse, I been chasin' a check
Bitch I came from the bottom, I was broke and got rich
We was back at the bandos, got it all out the wrist
Skrrt, skrrt...
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Writer(s): Rodrick Moore Jr, Jermaine Smith
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