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letra de start wit me - roddy ricch

[intro]
oh lord, jetson made another one

[chorus: roddy ricch]
i been done ridin’ through another n-gga city
i got a brand new draco with me
clip got .33, scotty pippen
b-tch n-gga ain’t heard of me, i got a richard
drippin’ my sweats with givenchy
i brought my strap in the party
and my diamonds offset like cardi
got a bad b-tch with me, she a barbie, huh
you don’t wanna start with me

[verse 1: roddy ricch]
got some hood n-ggas postin’ in the jordan
i have this n-gga on back of a carton
spillin’ a bird, 33 on cartier
i got 33 b-tches with me
i’ma float to through the city, sippin’ on some chardonnay
f-ck it, i’ma buy it out the bar today
f-ck it, i’m buying out barney’s, yay
i’ma hang with the g-ngb-ngers
he only hang with the feds and the rats and the mice
and my young n-gga pull up with the bullets
i’ma pull up with the strap, we gon’ get him on sight
we gon’ make a thriller like mike
car tainted, painted mike and ike
and my diamonds lookin’ like a light
i’ma fly a private like a kite
got a bentley coupe on the right

[chorus: roddy rich]
i been done ridin’ through another n-gga city
i got a brand new draco with me
clip got .33, scotty pippen
b-tch n-gga ain’t heard of me, i got a richard
drippin’ my sweats with givenchy
i brought my strap in the party
and my diamonds offset like cardi
got a bad b-tch with me, she a barbie, huh
you don’t wanna start with me

[verse 2: gunna & roddy ricch]
no, you don’t wanna start with me (no, you don’t wanna start with me)
n-ggas pull up with glock, ak’s and .10’s (uh-huh)
run up your whole block, like a phone call, one press
no, you don’t wanna start with me (no, you don’t wanna start with me)
no, you don’t wanna start with me (no, you don’t wanna start with me)
i know cold hearted demons, that can smell your flesh (uh-huh)
we gon’ run up a p-ssy n-gga, shoot him dead in the chest
no, you ain’t wanna start with me (nah)
made a lot of plays, hood got j’s
i kept me a bag, it was a heart in it (heart in it)
rappin’, made a name, now i get paid for a stage
i keep a guitar with me (‘tar with me)
executive [?], black president, escalade with the proof with the bar in it (bar in it)
broke [?] it’s gon’ be a heart in it (heart it in)
i f-cked and left a ho, but ain’t no hard feelin’s (nah)
was broke and high as f-ck, started drug dealin’ (drug)
get some millions, it’ll make a n-gga love livin’
i’m just dressin’ my lil’ niece in that [?]
me and roddy gotta get it out the mud, business
made a hundred racks on a c-day
made a million dollars on a weekday
fifteen-thousand on a cheap day
whippin’ up dope like a deep dish
junkies outside, no replays

[outro: roddy ricch]
hot girl like arizona
plug in columbia, my diamonds in africa
i’m life of the da, groupies been f-ckin’ my dj
and shawty had an -ss on her

- roddy ricch

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