Where I Come From - HoodRich Pablo Juan, Drug Rixh Peso

I whip up the brick with my left arm

My niggas slime, Yves Saint Laurent

Go to New York with my niggas, son

I sleep with the chopper, don’t need no alarm

Grass and the chickens, it look like a farm

Go around the city, I’m dropping off bombs

Fuck up my lick, I’ma cut out your tongue

I’ll be in Louis like Farrakhan

These niggas couldn’t hang where I come from

Everybody strapped where I come from

Everybody trap where I come from

911 Porsche he got a bomb

Everybody on the fuck shit where I come from

Gave a bomb to everybody where I come from

Everybody shopping where the plug come from

You think they stopped making guns when they made yours?

I went to sleep, cut a leg with the chopper

Put one in the head of that yopper

Pull up in a Porsche 911

Go to New York, drop a big bomb

Trapper never been good at con

I made auntie put the house in pawn

Left pocket, that Notorious

Right pocket look like Big Pun

FN, they shoot like it’s ten guns

Hit the trap, I just raise funds

Trap or Die, nigga, this shit ain’t fun

I was young when I learned how to shoot a gun

I ain’t never been a son

Kicking shit, nigga, punt

Mix Hitech, Actavis, Tussin

Grape, cherry, banana fruit punch

I went through the back door, still waiting in the front

My family is strapped like the Brady Bunch

I put my junkie on the salary

She owe me $ 800 a month

Damier Louis swimming trunks

Etiquette like I came from France

Smelling like Yves Saint Laurent

I got a bad habit only fucking bitches once

I whip up the brick with my left arm

My niggas slime, Yves Saint Laurent

Go to New York with my niggas, son

I sleep with the chopper, don’t need no alarm

Grass and the chickens, it look like a farm

Go around the city, I’m dropping off bombs

Fuck up my lick, I’ma cut out your tongue

I’ll be in Louis like Farrakhan

These niggas couldn’t hang where I come from

Everybody strapped where I come from

Everybody trap where I come from

911 Porsche he got a bomb

Everybody on the fuck shit where I come from

Gave a bomb to everybody where I come from

Everybody shopping where the plug come from

You think they stopped making guns when they made yours?

Dropped them bricks off in a Avalon

Plug on the way, know he dropped off a ton

DrugRixh, got my name from the slums

Trapping on Candler, I serve out the bomb

Twelve hit the spot, trying to handcuff my arm

Send my J’s up to the marathon

I cook it so good, said they here to get numb

I whip with the left, call it home run

All of my niggas, they shooting for fun

Keep me the chopper, ain’t no way I’ma run

I’m the connect and your neighborhood plug

I started from scratch with a nic and a gun

Stuck in jail, called my girl for the bond

Trap on the block, even after the sun

For my young nigga, a stupid big bomb

Can’t love on no bitch 'cause the trap ain’t for 'em

I’m just trying to run my money up

The Percocet, lean, and a double cup

Going to strip clubs and fuck it up

This trap life, nigga, I live with the bomb

When the pack touch down, it’s a home run

'Cause a nigga trying to rob might get done

With that baby choppa, F&N hand-gun

From the dope hole, niggas straight from the slums

I whip up the brick with my left arm

My niggas slime, Yves Saint Laurent

Go to New York with my niggas, son

I sleep with the chopper, don’t need no alarm

Grass and the chickens, it look like a farm

Go around the city, I’m dropping off bombs

Point out my lick, I’ma cut out your tongue

I’ll be in Louis like Farrakhan

These niggas couldn’t hang where I come from

Everybody strapped where I come from

Everybody trap where I come from

911 Porsche he got a bomb

Everybody on the fuck shit where I come from

Gave a bomb to everybody where I come from

Everybody shopping where the plug come from

You think they stopped making guns when they made yours?