作曲:Roddy Ricch
作词:Roddy Ricch
I gotta get that s**t, like, right
Feel me
That s**t could be hard
Lowkey
I send back the five, tell shorty I love her
She still gon' act like I ain't done enough
These *****es be lying, I ain't got the time
That's why I'm in love with my double cup
I'm out of my mind, my words be slidin'
I bought a new 'Maro to **** it up
I bought Mercedes to **** it up
I bought a AP to **** it up
I'm just tryna run the cake up
Versace sheets just to **
Got a private just to make **
'Cause I'm tryna flood the face up
I been ****in' with the same plug
I been ****in' with these rich n**gas
Had to whip it with my wrist, n**ga
Then I got it on my wrist, n**ga
Yeah, yeah
Conversations of a rich n**ga brought the consequences of a rich n**ga
I seen too many n**gas switch, n**ga
I could never be a ***** n**ga
Ain't nobody give me s**t, I got it on my own
Score with no assist, n**ga
Pyrex or a hit, n**ga
Either way, I'll be a rich n**ga
Have you ever been whippin' the **** so good, you think that the feds watchin'
'Cause my O.Gs, they been whippin' the **** up
My n**gas got most of they bread flockin'
Feel like burger, I'm stackin' the cheese
They nickname the trap house Red Robin
I was tryna push work with you
Your mans came, now the feds knockin'
Now I wanna run it up, n**ga
Purple Fanta in the cup, n**ga
VVS's straight from Avianne
You claim you 'bout it, n**ga, why you lyin'
Got yours, had to make mine
Push packs 'cross state lines
You *****es always tryna take the check
See a baller then they break they neck
Yeah, yeah
I send back the five, tell shorty I love her
She still gon' act like I ain't done enough
These *****es be lying, I ain't got the time
That's why I'm in love with my double cup
I'm out of my mind, my words be slidin'
I bought a new 'Maro to **** it up
I bought Mercedes to **** it up
I bought a AP to **** it up
I'm just tryna run the cake up
Versace sheets just to **
Got to profit just to make **
'Cause I'm tryna flood the face up
I been ****in' with the same plug
I been ****in' with these rich n**gas
Had to whip it with my wrist, n**ga
Then I got it on my wrist, n**ga
Yeah, yeah
Young n**ga got it out the mud
Whipped my wrist and tore the vacant up
And it's always been **** the law
So I can never pick the bacon up
I run the bands up, why you playin' with me
My life a movie, livin' HD
My jeweler called, he got a AP
I keep my dogs, no snakes with me
Seen false n**gas live a long time and the real n**gas die young
Yeah, yeah
I seen a boss n**ga get shot
He took a loss, then he got high
They look through the blinds, give them the time
**** the police, we just shake the spot
Put the Ps in the duffel bag
Lil' brother gotta take the Glock
Main reason I don't **** with you n**gas
You run them digits then you turn snitch
All your dogs got locked up
Then your best friend was a sherm stick
I wasn't born a baller, I had to stack it up, I had to learn this
Everything I got, I earned it
Sit back, wait your turn, *****
I send back the five, tell shorty I love her
She still gon' act like I ain't done enough
These *****es be lying, I ain't got the time
That's why I'm in love with my double cup
I'm out of my mind, my words be slidin'
I bought a new 'Maro to **** it up
I bought Mercedes to **** it up
I bought a AP to **** it up
I'm just tryna run the cake up
Versace sheets just to **
Got a private just to make **
'Cause I'm tryna flood the face up
I been ****in' with the same plug
I been ****in' with these rich n**gas
Had to whip it with my wrist, n**ga
Then I got it on my wrist, n**ga
Yeah, yeah