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[Intro:]
Tank God

[Roddy Ricch:]
I sip codeine, I lay back
'Member when I only want a Rollie and a Maybach, ayy
And I know she say she love me, I can never feel that
She tryna throw me a blessing for that Chanel bag
And for these love phases, I done went through Hell and back
Don't want no facade, shawty, no, they can't sell me that
I remember trapping and shit
Had all my bills in a bag
I learned my lesson, gotta do better than that

I like a bad bitch, I like my lean raw
Had to run the full court trapping
I want the team to ball
Since a young nigga, I done seen it all
When I was down bad, she ain't even wanna see me at all
Now they be watching my moves
Tryna see what I do
I'm a young OG
Nigga, they can't be in my shoes
Nigga, they can't see in my coupe
'Cause I'm a private nigga
I was eating steak with Miko
Chilling on the private, nigga
I went from robbing niggas and hearing sirens, nigga
And I can't fuck with shawty if she ain't vibing, nigga
I been only chasing bags, that's what's on my mind, my nigga
If it ain't about the money, ain't got the time, my nigga

I sip codeine, I lay back
'Member when I only want a Rollie and a Maybach, ayy
And I know she say she love me, I can never feel that
She tryna throw me a blessing for that Chanel bag
And for these love phases, I done went through Hell and back
Don't want no facade, shawty, no, they can't sell me that
I remember trapping and shit
Had all my bills in this bag
I learned my lesson, gotta do better than that

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