[Roddy Ricch]
Rose gold Rollie on a nigga put the whole damn hood on, huh
Patron of the New, I had to put the drip on
Ask me how many niggas I done put on

My private planes ´bout to fly with the good old
I fuck with bougie bitches, fuck a hood ho
Hit that bitch from the back and told her ditto
Seen the jakes and a nigga had to get low
She looking at the Patek like some Skittles
Her husband been talking tough, I turned her widow
Giuseppe got me on my tiptoe
Why you wifin´ on a flip ho?
Bought the strap, playing give ´n´ go
Serving junkies out the window
Tried to rob us, got extendo
We ain´t playing no pretendo

[Roddy Ricch]
Sipping on this codeine, a nigga gotta speak my mind, mm-mm
I remember we was having popo ´nem behind, yeah, yeah

I´m gettin´ money, I can see the hate inside his eyes, yeah, yeah, huh
Fuck a bitch, I had to grab her by the waist
Hit the pussy ´til I knock it outta place
In the V12, get a lot of face
Spare the details, finished on her face
And I had the strap when I caught my case
Just got the grow house, started in the Bay
I made a hundred plays in a day
Put a AP bitch inside of the face
And I got the hood down, they riding every day
Putting money on the opps, no face, no case

[Roddy Ricch]
Rose gold Rollie on a nigga put the whole damn hood on, huh
Patron of the New, I had to put the drip on
Ask me how many niggas I done put on

My private planes ´bout to fly with the good old
I fuck with bougie bitches, fuck a hood ho
Hit that bitch from the back and told her ditto
Seen the jakes and a nigga had to get low
She looking at the Patek like some Skittles
Her husband been talking tough, I turned her widow
Giuseppe got me on my tiptoe
Why you wifin´ on a flip ho?
Bought the strap, playing give ´n´ go
Serving junkies out the window
Tried to rob us, got extendo
We ain´t playing no pretendo

[A Boogie wit da Hoodie]
Balenciaga-wearin´-ass nigga
Hoodied up with a mask, nigga
Shit snatched now you want it back, nigga

I just hope you don´t go and rat, nigga
Long johns right under the strap, nigga
That´s for you staring ass niggas
Sawed-off head tap, double-tap niggas
That´s for you rat niggas
No, I can´t do no nine to five
Nah-nah-nah I went to work with the strap, nigga
I came around with five, Roddy came with six
And we got eleven straps with us
Fuck with my ride-or-die
Holes in your body, nigga, like SpongeBob
And backflipping go ta-da-da, ta-da-da
Nigga, I know magic

[Roddy Ricch]
Rose gold Rollie on a nigga put the whole damn hood on, huh
Patron of the New, I had to put the drip on

Ask me how many niggas I done put on
My private planes ´bout to fly with the good old
I fuck with bougie bitches, fuck a hood ho
Hit that bitch from the back and told her ditto
Seen the jakes and a nigga had to get low
She looking at the Patek like some Skittles
Her husband been talking tough, I turned her widow
Giuseppe got me on my tiptoe
Why you wifin´ on a flip ho?
Bought the strap, playing give ´n´ go
Serving junkies out the window
Tried to rob us, got extendo
We ain´t playing no pretendo