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Roddy Ricch

Can't Express

 

Can't Express

(album: Feed The Streets II - 2018)


I can't express myself, don't know how to start
That's why I'm double cupped up, I go to Mars
Shawty was with me in the bando from the start
Now we in the Phantom, looking at the stars
When all this money came, these hoes played on me
I remained the same nigga, so please don't change on me
A lot of these hoes round a nigga, they be too fake
'Cause a young nigga been hopping out that new Wraith

All these problems got me drowning in my codeine
Double up, the birds got me trapping out them four wings
24/7, I just want you to be honest with me
You protected cause I keep the 9 under me
All them late night conversations in the loft
Didn't had to tell you, you knew we was gonna ball
But I've been having to explain to these hoes, gotta get off me
VVS diamonds in your ring, no Charles Barkley (Ayy)
I just got a number one rule, shawty don't lie to me
If you want a bad bitch in the threesome, we can find her
I'ma keep you flooded and on fleek in that designer
You know we be chasing that bag, I'm right behind her

I can't express myself, don't know how to start
That's why I'm double cupped up, I go to Mars
Shawty was with me in the bando from the start
Now we in the Phantom, looking at the stars
When all this money came, these hoes played on me
I remained the same nigga, so please don't change on me
A lot of these hoes round a nigga, they be too fake
'Cause a young nigga been hopping out that new Wraith

Now that I got it, I ain't knowing who to share it with
Give you that 'Rari thing, horses on the carriages
Get you red bottom boxes you don't know what pair this is
Back shots, gotta hit it, high notes, Mariah Carey and shit
I bought a white tee just to match it on your toenails, yeah
I done paid full price on Chanel, this ain't no wholesale, yeah
Me and shawty, street relationship goals yeah
Whatever she needs, a nigga gotta be there for her
She be dipping that Range nigga, fuck a Explorer
Gave her 10 racks just to blow in Sephora
She want Dolce and Gabbana, she ain't fucking with Zara
Thought we would be one night until a nigga got to know her

I can't express myself, don't know how to start (Don't know how to start)
That's why I'm double cupped up, I go to Mars (I go to Mars)
Shawty was with me in the bando from the start
Now we in the Phantom, looking at the stars
When all this money came, these hoes played on me (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I remained the same nigga, so please don't change on me (Change on me)
A lot of these hoes round a nigga, they be too fake
'Cause a young nigga been hopping out that new Wraith

Yeah, yeah, yeah
I can't express myself
I can't express myself
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
Keep that

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