Feed Tha Streets 2(Intro) (Explicit)-Roddy Ricch

歌手 : Roddy Ricch

专辑 : Feed Tha Streets II (Explicit)

语种 : 英语

时长 : 02:49

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TXT Feed Tha Streets 2(Intro) (Explicit)-Roddy Ricch 文本歌词

Feed Tha Streets 2(Intro) (Explicit) - Roddy Ricch

Lyrics by：Chance YoungBlood/Rodrick Moore/Keegan Christopher Bach

B***h I done married the racks

I get racks

We'll start like that

I get

Yeah

I get racks

Louis backpack on my back

I put the city on my back

I put the city on the map

Promethazine and codeine in my double cup

N***as know I'm big dog you a puppy

Put that b***h in my car and she love me

I can't never get too buddy-buddy

Keep that MC Hammer they can't touch me

A lotta clips and mags they tried to bust me

'Cause you know I got the racks bussin'

I got out the mud 'cause I had to ball

To get a new tennis for my b***h

I make the package do backflips

To get a new Patek on my wrist

Got a new automatic that's on my hip

N***as talk 'bout the bag but it don't exist

This that new drip designer it cost me

In the back of the 'Bach she gon' show her tits

I was that n***a when I was in the streets

Watched my uncle whip the d**e and push the ki'

She wanna buy the brand new 'Rari

She want the ring with the flawless cut baguettes

I went to jail and came home had to run it up

Got the new diamonds on my neck

Now all these b***hes want is sex want is sex

I just s**tted on my ex on my ex

I got this s**t out the harder way

Call up my dog Derez

N***a I crashed the Chevy crashed the Chevy

Then I came back in BM-dub

Now these b***hes wanna be next to me

'Cause I got a pocket full of dubs

Since I got the Rollie I got stuck up

I can't even give these b***hes

Too many hugs hugs

Pushin' in a Phantom got the mink on the rug

That b***h say she know me Roddy Ricch

You know I f**k it up yeah

N***a I was really jumpin' out the traps

Pushed the Chevy with bananas in the back

I be chasin' that bag n***a had to get them racks in

I been rockin' Balmain and your n***a shop at Pac-Sun

B***h I've been hoppin' out the bag it's different

I run these hundreds and I play my position

A n***a never got no sleep no sleep

And that's why ain't no n***a cold as me

Cold as me

Ain't no n***a cold as me

Colder than me

My ice ain't colder than me

My ice my ice ain't even colder than me

The drip ain't colder than me

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah