Marquelle LaQuincey - Rags To A Million (Lotta Drip)

Gotdamn
Shidd, woke up feeling myself today man
(Feeling yourself, bro?)
I don't know what it is
(Shidd, gon' find out huh?)
Just… I just feel like I got det yea
Ya feel me (Got that yea bro?)
(Got that yea? That yea?)
(That yea, yea?)
This shit crazy, y'know
Sometimes you just gotta show 'em
Just gotta let 'em know
Big crib
Lotta drip
That's just how shit is, man
(KtMM)
Bigger crib
Chandeliers
Faster whip
Flashy chain
Big pimpin' (Woah!)
Straight hustlin' (Woah!)
Club jumpin' (Woah!)
What's my name?
Lotta drip (Lotta drip)
Fancy shit (Fancy shit)
Don't hate the player (Don't hate the player)
Blame the game (Blame the game)
Sub blastin' (Woah!)
Show stopping (Woah!)
Girls wildin' (Woah!)
What's my name?
Racin' from rags to a million
Man I feel like Iverson
Straight out that Lake I'm resilient
Whoa oh Whoa
Pull out the mac, yo let's get it in
Ohh, look who's at it again!
I'm from the south where we do this shit
Whoa oh Whoa
Spinnin' shit like a tornado
Safety first brudda yea, packing that draco
Certified? Not yet just wait though
Couple more weeks 'till I'm fucking up charts oh!
Look at that boy, Ricardo
Flexing on haters like no tomorrow
Testing my ego
Feeling no sorrow
Coming hard like a landlord when the rent due!
Yea we steppin mother fucker, watcha gon do?
Pull up in a fancy car with the sunroof!
They'll never ever know what you're going through
Fucking on your baby momma
Yea and ya momma too
That lil pussy got some power, Kevin Gates solute
You asking "who the hell am I?" but who the fuck are you?
Who the hell am I? Who the hell am I?
Who the hell am I? Who the hell am I?
Pussy I'm the fucking truth!
Bigger crib
Chandeliers
Faster whip
Flashy chain
Big pimpin' (Woah!)
Straight hustlin' (Woah!)
Club jumpin' (Woah!)
What's my name?
Lotta drip (Lotta drip)
Fancy shit (Fancy shit)
Don't hate the player (Don't hate the player)
Blame the game (Blame the game)
Sub blastin' (Woah!)
Show stopping (Woah!)
Girls wildin' (Woah!)
What's my name?
Racin' from rags to a million
Man I feel like Iverson
Straight out that Lake I'm resilient
Whoa oh Whoa
Pull out the mac, yo let's get it in
Ohh, look who's at it again!
I'm from the south where we do this shit
Whoa oh Whoa
Fellas getting rich, rich
Shawty that's a thick, thick
Baby can you work that, show me how you twerk it
Throw that ass up and then drop it from the ceiling
On my ill shit
That sick shit
Coming down with cold, oh my goodness
Remedy's not enough, nah, it's contagious
Burn down the fucking city (That's right)
Tonight we Turning up! (Yuh)
Let's get it jumpin', we jammin' fasho (Aye, aye!)
They tell us we too loud (Say what?)
Bitch we gon make it louder! (For real)
We ready to set it off, brushing off everything
We stoked (We stoked!)
Bigger crib
Chandeliers
Faster whip
Flashy chain
Big pimpin' (Woah!)
Straight hustlin' (Woah!)
Club jumpin' (Woah!)
What's my name?
Lotta drip (Lotta drip)
Fancy shit (Fancy shit)
Don't hate the player (Don't hate the player)
Blame the game (Blame the game)
Sub blastin' (Woah!)
Show stopping (Woah!)
Girls wildin' (Woah!)
What's my name?
Bigger crib (Rags to mills)
Chandeliers (Do this shit)
Faster whip ('Silient)
Flashy chain (Iverson)
Lotta drip (Rags to mills)
Fancy shit (Get it in)
Don't hate the player ('Silient)
What's my name? (Iverson)
Bigger crib (Rags to mills)
Chandeliers (Do this shit)
Faster whip ('Silient)
Flashy chain (Iverson)
Lotta drip (Rags to mills)
Fancy shit (Get it in)
Don't hate the player ('Silient)
What's my name? What's my name?

Written by:
Ricardo Ryan

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