Where I Come From

[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
I whip up the brick with my left arm
My n*ggas slime, Yves Saint Laurent
Go to New York with my n*ggas, 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
f*ck up my lick, I'ma cut out your tongue
I'll be in Louis like Farrakhan
These n*ggas 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 f*ck sh*t 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?

[Verse 1: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
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, n*gga, this sh*t ain't fun
I was young when I learned how to shoot a gun
I ain't never been a son
Kicking sh*t, n*gga, 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 f*cking b*tches once

[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
I whip up the brick with my left arm
My n*ggas slime, Yves Saint Laurent
Go to New York with my n*ggas, 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
f*ck up my lick, I'ma cut out your tongue
I'll be in Louis like Farrakhan
These n*ggas 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 f*ck sh*t 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?

[Verse 2: Drug
Rixh Pe$o]
Dropped them bricks off in a Avalon
Plug on the way, know he dropped off a ton
Drug
Rixh, 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 n*ggas, 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 n*gga, a stupid big bomb
Can't love on no b*tch '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 f*ck it up
This trap life, n*gga, I live with the bomb
When the pack touch down, it's a home run
'Cause a n*gga trying to rob might get done
With that baby choppa, F&N hand-gun
From the dope hole, n*ggas straight from the slums

[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
I whip up the brick with my left arm
My n*ggas slime, Yves Saint Laurent
Go to New York with my n*ggas, 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 n*ggas 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 f*ck sh*t 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?