Raised Out the Gutta, Pt. 2
Raised out the gutter I was in trap
Flipping up them packs
Running up them rack
Yea Lost it all I ain't going back
Then I let it stack
Tell hit my jack
Niggas undercover so I keep the Mac
Yea my dogs attack
Yea we got them straps
We shooting out 30 clips to be exact
We wearing all black
Yea we never lack
Yea I flipped the pack yea I got it sold
Get it by the load
Whipping on the stove
Came out the trap, everything's a go
Money never fold
Trapping in the cold
Niggas talking Tough
Niggas ain't bold
Nigga ain't bout it
Niggas really told
These niggas is pussy that shit getting old
These niggas ain't bout it no glitters ain't gold
I'm bout my stacks
I'm bout them racks, uhh
Had to get it in the back, uhh
Call my dawgs to go attack, uhh
Yea I'm calling up the pack, uhh
Yea you know we never move my niggas is Wilding yea they got them straps, uhh
30 straps to be exact, uhh
Pussy boy don't get clapped, uhh
Raised out the gutter I was in trap
Flipping up them packs
Running up them rack
Yea Lost it all I ain't going back
Then I let it stack
Tell hit my jack
Niggas undercover so I keep the Mac
Yea my dogs attack
Yea we got them straps
we shooting out 30 clips to be exact
We wearing all rblack
Yea we never lack
Started from a dub
Yea we run it up
Yea I'm from the mud
Stick up in the club
You already know I'm hanging with the thugs They gone show me love
Diamonds on flood
Yea I'm with the killers
Yea I'm with the bloods
Yea I'm with the cuz
Yea we run it up
My niggas is wilding yea they stack it up
My niggas is pushing yea they holding up, yea
We got a stack and we flip it, yea
I got a stack and I whip it, yea
Look how I went in the kitchen, yea
I'm going up water whipping, yea
I call up Esto he dishing, yea
Yea my niggas they assisting, yea
And yo bitch is my assistant, yea
She on my dick and she kissing, yea
Raised out the gutter I was in trap
Flipping up them packs
Running up them rack
Yea Lost it all I ain't going back
Then I let it stack
Tell hit my jack
Niggas undercover so I keep the Mac
Yea my dogs attack
Yea we got them straps
we shooting out 30 clips to be exact
We wearing all black
Yea we never lack
Flipping up them packs
Running up them rack
Yea Lost it all I ain't going back
Then I let it stack
Tell hit my jack
Niggas undercover so I keep the Mac
Yea my dogs attack
Yea we got them straps
We shooting out 30 clips to be exact
We wearing all black
Yea we never lack
Yea I flipped the pack yea I got it sold
Get it by the load
Whipping on the stove
Came out the trap, everything's a go
Money never fold
Trapping in the cold
Niggas talking Tough
Niggas ain't bold
Nigga ain't bout it
Niggas really told
These niggas is pussy that shit getting old
These niggas ain't bout it no glitters ain't gold
I'm bout my stacks
I'm bout them racks, uhh
Had to get it in the back, uhh
Call my dawgs to go attack, uhh
Yea I'm calling up the pack, uhh
Yea you know we never move my niggas is Wilding yea they got them straps, uhh
30 straps to be exact, uhh
Pussy boy don't get clapped, uhh
Raised out the gutter I was in trap
Flipping up them packs
Running up them rack
Yea Lost it all I ain't going back
Then I let it stack
Tell hit my jack
Niggas undercover so I keep the Mac
Yea my dogs attack
Yea we got them straps
we shooting out 30 clips to be exact
We wearing all rblack
Yea we never lack
Started from a dub
Yea we run it up
Yea I'm from the mud
Stick up in the club
You already know I'm hanging with the thugs They gone show me love
Diamonds on flood
Yea I'm with the killers
Yea I'm with the bloods
Yea I'm with the cuz
Yea we run it up
My niggas is wilding yea they stack it up
My niggas is pushing yea they holding up, yea
We got a stack and we flip it, yea
I got a stack and I whip it, yea
Look how I went in the kitchen, yea
I'm going up water whipping, yea
I call up Esto he dishing, yea
Yea my niggas they assisting, yea
And yo bitch is my assistant, yea
She on my dick and she kissing, yea
Raised out the gutter I was in trap
Flipping up them packs
Running up them rack
Yea Lost it all I ain't going back
Then I let it stack
Tell hit my jack
Niggas undercover so I keep the Mac
Yea my dogs attack
Yea we got them straps
we shooting out 30 clips to be exact
We wearing all black
Yea we never lack
Credits
Writer(s): Mj Lee
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