Roddy Ricch

Out Tha Mud
I just copped Amiri jeans, chains clanking, now she think she hearing things I just counted up a hundred bands with all my dogs at the Airbnb All these n----- tryna be me, got a new Hellcat, stay clear of me And I got extended clips for all these f--- n----- I’m straight out the mud, I can’t f--- with f--- n----- Why he say where he from? I don’t give a f---, n---- A lot of y’all switched up on me, I don’t trust n----- I just put my middle finger up, f--- a f--- n---- Hey, gang slide, gang slide, that’s what I was doing last year A lot of people say I’m being humble, n----, this the last year Got so many bands, I’m the cashier, hey A n---- retired the hats, b---- I can’t do no cappin’ here And I gotta keep the rachet with me Take his knee, got ’em callin’ Kaepernick Puerto rican, she freaky, I bag the b------ Migos throw me the p---- I’m dabbin’ in it I’m a crip n---- but I got to fucck my slimes, hmm, hmm, hey Nike headband, got the check right ’round my mind, hmm, hmm I just can’t f--- with these f--- n----- Sniper look like a goose, I can’t duck n----- I lay down on the pillow with plus three Talking ’bout how they all wanna f--- a n---- I ain’t no likkle n----, and I ain’t no b---- n---- My text is a six figures, but I drop that on my whip n---- Letras de cancionesI just copped Amiri jeans, chains clanking, now she think she hearing things I just counted up a hundred bands with all my dogs at the Airbnb All these n----- tryna be me, got a new Hellcat, stay clear of me And I got extended clips for all these f--- n----- I’m straight out the mud, I can’t f--- with f--- n----- Why he say where he from? I don’t give a f---, n---- A lot of y’all switched up on me, I don’t trust n----- I just put my middle finger up, f--- a f--- n---- I be like “F--- that n---- he ain’t talkin’ no money” If it ain’t got twenties, fifties, hunnids, I don’t love it Look at my cup it’s double Doin’ [?] that some problem And codeine one hell of a drug Sometimes a n---- gotta go and say f--- Bought the new coupe [?] I know my baby love it Stirrin’ the pot like a n---- makin’ butter Holy water just to flip the face up Natural b------, I’m like “F--- make up” Love my b------ with her Marc Jacobs She poppin’ it, I gotta smash She trippin’ I got a bag I’m coppin’ Chanel on the reg’ I ain’t got time for these f--- n----- Keep a pistol on me, don’t try your luck n----, hey If you ain’t gang, n---- I don’t f--- with you, hey F--- your kind n----, you a f--- n----, hey I just copped Amiri jeans, chains clanking, now she think she hearing things I just counted up a hundred bands with all my dogs at the Airbnb All these n----- tryna be me, got a new Hellcat, stay clear of me And I got extended clips for all these f--- n----- I’m straight out the mud, I can’t f--- with f--- n----- Why he say where he from? I don’t give a f---, n---- A lot of y’all switched up on me, I don’t trust n----- I just put my middle finger up, f--- a f--- n---- From Letras Mania