Bless Up - Scarfo Da Plug, Coca Vango

I came a long way from the corner store

Me and Coca Drug rich off cocaine flow

Went from catching em all, to the Ricos

When yummy come home I’m single

In the meantime call me up a freak hoe

Hit 5 times in a row like it’s bingo

I’m still baggin' the Mota and Gringo

It ain’t money we dont talk yo lingo

My TSA don’t even check us

That’s what happens when you run a check up

I’m the plug, don’t need no investor

You a worker, I cannot respect ya

They screamin' out young nigga bless up

Young nigga bless up

We heard you get money and (?)

Young Nigga bless up

I feel like the chosen one Dita Frames on me I feel like the only one levelin'

up

I don’t (?) 'cause I nut, then I put in hard work don’t need love

Now my bitches get badder just look how they strut

When I drove round the 6 she wanna sip on my cup

When I hit from the back she said Daddy don’t nut

You can still hit my phone, you need to re up

All of this shit is a blessing

My demons tote dracos and wessons

Got yo bae takin shots in the west end

If you wonderin why she stop textin

In the low life but no we not wrestlin

Never broke cookin', so I’m not stressin'

Get more money I’m buyin more weapons

I imported my drink from Texas

Gave up shit I can’t get back that’s priceless

Lost my way and I made sacrifices

Marble floors don’t wanna sleep with the mices

Mirror Ceilings and Chandelier lighting

They killed my brother that was traumatizing

Dropping bombs on you niggas like ISIS

No, you’ll never catch a moment, me lacking

I took my wrist and put in the crafting

Been a street nigga I just started rapping

I never been an actor still with the action

Life is like a movie, fuckin an actress

Private jets when we exploring the atlas

Me and Coca switching lanes in them astons

I put myself inna different tax bracket

Stay down and hustle broke down and repack it

I see it in they eyes they hate that I have it

But still they be askin

I came a long way from the corner store

Me and Coca Drug rich off cocaine flow

Went from catching em all, to the Ricos

When yummy come home I’m single

In the meantime call me up a freak hoe

Hit 5 times in a row like it’s bingo

I’m still baggin' the Mota and Gringo

It ain’t money we dont talk yo lingo

My TSA don’t even check us

That’s what happens when you run a check up

I’m the plug, don’t need no investor

You a worker, I cannot respect ya

They screamin' out young nigga bless up

Young nigga bless up

We heard you get money and (?)

Young Nigga bless up

I came a long way from the corner store

They predicted me broke, I ain’t broke no more

Why the fuck would you put all that hate on me

Everyday my birthday keep that cake on me

Smoking chronic you know that that dre on me

Heard your boy want a verse gotta pay the fee

You can tell I ain’t broke by my jewelry

Keep that stick, ain’t no fan of the foolery

Broke ass nigga talking shit that ain’t cool to me

My lawyer got a million plus that’s including me

What the fuck these niggas thought I was on

I’m the hook god bitch I kill every song

Still making juggs I don’t talk on the phone

Just shoot me a text if you want what I’m on

Major labels call my personal phone

Make the baddest bitches gimme top like a drone

(?) Bitch I’m straight

Most of margielas look wet with the bape

Blue cheese no ranch got me changing my race

Ya baby mama kiss the tats on my face

You calling her phone while I fuck on her face

These niggas can’t stop the money coming in

Drug rich yeah we setting the trend

Gold teeth match the cartier lens

New bitch match the big body bens

Pray to the lord to forgive all my sins I’m a sinner

Top floor at the (?)

Glock 40 never said I would kill him

Nigga play with me I bet I’ma kill him

Broke niggas better act like you know me

Spent ya favorite rapper’s biggest check onna rollie

I came a long way from the corner store

Me and Coca Drug rich off cocaine flow

Went from catching em all, to the Ricos

When yummy come home I’m single

In the meantime call me up a freak hoe

Hit 5 times in a row like it’s bingo

I’m still baggin' the Mota and Gringo

It ain’t money we dont talk yo lingo

My TSA don’t even check us

That’s what happens when you run a check up

I’m the plug, don’t need no investor

You a worker, I cannot respect ya

They screamin' out young nigga bless up

Young nigga bless up

We heard you get money and (?)

Young Nigga bless up