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lirik lagu roddy ricch | funk flex | #freestyle197 – roddy ricch

[intro]
ayy, hey
ayy

[verse]
make fifty million in the gamer chair
don’t count the money ’cause i know it’s there
don’t play with me, this sh*t ain’t fair
carry it and bear it
sh*t gettin’ scary
rich, i’m very
sunday with the cherri
whip all white, red guts, cherry on top
guarantee they send my closet every thread you cop
lot of you n*ggas is lukewarm, but, none of you n*ggas is hot
went eleven weeks number one, b*tch, i came up with, “the box”
lot of horses in the engine, forgies when a b*tch trot
michael jordan with the ball, jay*z with thе roc
got my mind from my mama
got the hustle from pops
n*ggas want me to stop, so, i’ma keep on droppin’
around thе mansion it’s a ostrich, i’m a trendin’ topic
my lil’ b*tch from out the yajects, drop off this deposit
wrappin’ all these diamonds ’round my neck ’cause i’m a narcasist
my whip look like darkness
you got me like a cartridge
how the f*ck you look at us and act like you don’t know we rich?
they say, “yo’ b*tch be on my d*ck,” never find no ho in me
i’m what i forward to be
b*tch, ain’t no recordin’ me
out in portugal, i don’t speak no portuguese
but, she know get on her knees
i’m black jesus in my city, n*gga
i was seein’ ps way before the cds, n*gga
i ain’t embarrassed when they say rap changed my life
make another five hundred when i got on the flight
reebok got me deals, i need mills
got to sit down with doner and show him what i can build
i could make a hundred million off tennis shoes, for real
might sit back like ye and stack me a couple mills
audemar— mar—m—m— mar, m— m— mar— mar
pagani, p—p—p—pagani, pagani
the doors chop a n*gga up like the whip chinese
rollin’ in a demon, tell the devil, “get behind me”
ayy, ayy
ayy
ayy, look
i got in my environment and i can’t warm a studio
junkie, suicide
barma, stay away from socials, i don’t like my name in drama
devil take my life away, i told god to take my trauma
got famous on my own, my time to go find a madona
and make a million*dollar baby, i might celebrate kwanzaa
a famous collar, i make the whole bedroom prada
make fifty million next year, i’m just being modest
’til then, it’s sheepskin, condoms, and mix all on my clothes
a regular day, it might be nike down all the way to my toes
been internalizing scriptures and writin’ down my goals
i can’t never flip, and never fold
it’s ricch, ayy

- roddy ricch

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