letra de don't i - roddy ricch
[chorus: roddy ricch]
ayy, draped my dog in that jesus piece
pray to god he gon’ touch a b
charge four hundred ’cause the talk ain’t cheap
i still got lil’ n-ggas ’round that corner
i’m still gon’ be up if i die today
i came through crashing like a tidal wave
i got this sh-t on lock, don’t i?
and i got your b-tch on lock, don’t i?
i got the d-ck make her toxic, don’t i?
i got the sh-t make ’em plot, don’t i?
i was in the chi’ town with ye makin’ donda
i gotta buy up the block, don’t i?
i got a lot of sh-t to pop, don’t i?
and she got that lil’ wap, don’t she?
i know how to hit a spot, don’t i?
she addicted to my expensive aroma
[verse 1: roddy ricch]
at the stove makin’ rice-a-roni
i don’t take your advice, you can show me
had to put some privacy trees around the villa ’cause i know the nеighbors too nosey
turned twenty-three, thеn i poured up an eight in my soda ’cause i miss kobe
can’t depend on you n-ggas, i move like i’m jigga, i get the b’s on my lonely
that internet chat, you a chatty patty
on a golf course, but i ain’t got no caddy
i like when her head screwed on straight
i make sure you gon’ eat with your own plate
n-ggas talkin’ that tough on the long shot
i told my lil’ b-tch how to take care of a n-gga
i like when she text, “what you on, bae?”
a lot of these n-ggas talk sh-t, but they ain’t ’bout it
i ain’t lil baby, but i get four pockets full
roddy pulling up in the drop with the wolves
i want my b-tch to have money like oprah
you know she special, i’m picky and i chose her
starter kit came with an outer sp-ce rover
she like to travel and travel and travel, so i flew her out and back to california
[chorus: roddy ricch]
ayy, draped my dog in that jesus piece
pray to god he gon’ touch a b
charge four hundred ’cause the talk ain’t cheap
i still got lil’ n-ggas ’round that corner
i’m still gon’ be up if i die today
i came through crashing like a tidal wave
i got this sh-t on lock, don’t i?
and i got your b-tch on lock, don’t i?
i got the d-ck make her toxic, don’t i?
i got the sh-t make ’em plot, don’t i?
i was in the chi’ town with ye makin’ donda
i gotta buy up the block, don’t i?
i got a lot of sh-t to pop, don’t i?
and she got that lil’ wap, don’t she?
i know how to hit a spot, don’t i?
she addicted to my expensive aroma
[verse 2: gunna]
gunna
real geeker, turn your b-tch to a stoner
we real p’s, that’s why your b-tch pulled up on us
don’t f-ck with suckers, we can never condone ’em
ain’t a ho, but i came up off a corner
we ride the rolls truck whenever i wanna
we count the rolls, i got new bigger pointers
white pretty toes walking to the young gunna
my b-tch hot and wet, she remind me of a sauna
my car neighborhood blue, the same color kroger
keep icing my neck and my wrist like it’s swollen
the doc’ tryna get the codeine out my colon
this sh-t starting to sound like a hit, don’t it?
f-ck all that cap, gunna gon’ say some sh-t that will make you go turn up your clique, don’t it?
all the time, i’m making sense, don’t i?
i go viral with a fit, don’t i?
i add bile to this sh-t, don’t i?
i’m inspired by the glist’ of the wrist, you’d do the same if you rich, don’t lie
sixty k for the bracelet, spent over three million with elliot, no lie
every state and every city, sold out
pick a target, i’ma hit it, don’t i?
[chorus: roddy ricch]
draped my dog in that jesus piece
pray to god he gon’ touch a b
charge four hundred ’cause the talk ain’t cheap
i still got lil’ n-ggas ’round that corner
i’m still gon’ be up if i die today
i came through crashing like a tidal wave
i got this sh-t on lock, don’t i?
and i got your b-tch on lock, don’t i?
i got the d-ck make her toxic, don’t i?
i got the sh-t make ’em plot, don’t i?
i was in the chi’ town with ye makin’ donda
i gotta buy up the block, don’t i?
i got a lot of sh-t to pop, don’t i?
and she got that lil’ wap, don’t she?
i know how to hit a spot, don’t i?
she addicted to my expensive aroma
[outro: gunna & roddy ricch]
this sh-t starting to sound like a hit, don’t it?
starter kit came with an outer sp-ce rover
car neighborhood blue, the same color kroger
you know she special, i’m picky and i chose her
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