letra de realest richest youngin - roddy rackzz
[intro]
(b-tch, you know antt did the beat)
(beatgang)
[chorus]
i done ran it up, my trap outside, it got like three floors
[?] keep runnin’ up, we really need more
thirty on my wrist, i spent a diamond louis v store
realest richest youngin, smell like residue and dior
i’m from north and long, i just f-cked a stripper with my rollie on
take her home, got them b-tches in me so i’m takin’ long
yeah, them wrong, yeah, they keyed down, i pray he make it home
on my phone, that’s twenty pounds i’m makin’, songs, we waitin’ long
[verse 1]
all these diamonds herе, for time it is, i wear designеr sh-t
what my profits is, spend on my rest, i could’ve flipped a brick
i’m gon’ die for this, gon’ slide with bricks, they scared to take the risk
my n-ggas takin’ hits, i pay for hits and go and make a hit
i don’t play with this, i play with bricks and wear the latest sh-t
every time i drop a tape, it sound like my greatest hits
way they see me spendin’ money, how the f-ck he savin’ it?
i can save the streets, i slave the beats but i don’t save a b-tch
[chorus]
i done ran it up, my trap outside, it got like three floors
[?] keep runnin’ up, we really need more
thirty on my wrist, i spent a diamond louis v store
realest richest youngin, smell like residue and dior
i’m from north and long, i just f-cked a stripper with my rollie on
take her home, got them b-tches in me so i’m takin’ long
yeah, them wrong, yeah, they keyed down, i pray he make it home
on my phone, that’s twenty pounds i’m makin’, songs, we waitin’ long
[verse 2]
need another shovel, ‘nother level, [?] bezel
my foot on the pedal, i’m the devil, i should get a medal
they gon’ trap when maggie let us, money got me feelin’ better
diamonds make her p-ssy wetter, ain’t no weight if you catch up
baby, i’m the realest youngin, baby, i’m the richest youngin
ain’t a show i got my gun in, turnin’ up, i ain’t into somethin’
turn a pound into a hundred, trappin’ by the store, dummy
serve-you-at-your-door money, now i got some more money
[chorus]
i done ran it up, my trap outside, it got like three floors
[?] keep runnin’ up, we really need more
thirty on my wrist, i spent a diamond louis v store
realest richest youngin, smell like residue and dior
i’m from north and long, i just f-cked a stripper with my rollie on
take her home, got them b-tches in me so i’m takin’ long
yeah, them wrong, yeah, they keyed it down, i pray he make it home
on my phone, that’s twenty pounds i’m makin’, songs, we waitin’ long
[outro]
i don’t play with this, i play with bricks and wear the latest sh-t
every time i drop a tape, it sound like my greatest hits
way they see me spendin’ money, how the f-ck he savin’ it?
i can save the streets, i slave the beats but i don’t save a b-tch
i done ran it up, my trap outside, it got like three floors
[?] keep runnin’ up, we really need more
thirty on my wrist, i spent a diamond louis v store
i’m the realest richest youngin, smell like residue and dior
(beatgang)
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