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Roddy Ricch

Ricch Forever

 

Ricch Forever


I just lost my dawg
Nigga my brother taught me how to chase the bag
Get right in the field I had to make a bag
The day he lost his soul wish I can take it back
I just wanna go get one mo' bag wit my nigga
Wanna be rich forever for my dawgs
Posed to take you on you first trip on a private jet
I vow to always ball until I fall

And we been on this money shit for years
Gotta drink this mud to make the pain go away
I been dropping these codeine tears
Praying Roddy rich don't go insane today
We was in the high speed like fuck the static
He wanted the Rollie I wanted the Patek
Gotta get this safe my nigga fuck around and drag it
I done seen a lot of shit behind these glasses yeah
My life going through many different phases
Gotta keep the gundo on me can't go too many places
Running V12's just to mimic drag races
Nigga we was bag chasers before we had braces

I just lost my dawg
Nigga my brother taught me how to chase the bag
Get right in the field I had to make a bag
The day he lost his soul wish I can take it back
I just wanna go get one mo' bag wit my nigga
Wanna be rich forever for my dawgs
Posed to take you on you first trip on a private jet
I vow to always ball until I fall

Got the Burberry jacket and an Ace of Spade
Get a hunnid racks I gotta make it today
Gotta get a tintless bracelet punch you right in your face
My dawg looked out for me when I ain't have nothing
Pass on 30 then he put up in a jag or something
When the opps seen him pull up cold nigga they was mad or something
We was counting them hundreds back in Steelo's crib
I wanted to drip with my brother in Valentino for real
Remember I was talking to him on the jail phone on Christmas
Said when he get out we gon' add the check up like arithmetic
If you try to rob a nigga I vow to get the stick
I might slide on a nigga like a rip stick
I don't know why all these legends always gotta die young yeah
Nigga gotta cut these snakes up out the grass
Out of everybody I suspected you last
Supposed to take all these flights in first class

I just lost my dawg
Nigga my brother taught me how to chase the bag
Get right in the field I had to make a bag
The day he lost his soul wish I can take it back
I just wanna go get one mo' bag wit my nigga
Wanna be rich forever for my dawgs
Posed to take you on you first trip on a private jet
I vow to always ball until I fall

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