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ofb – roddy ricch lyrics

[intro]
rv

[verse 1: rv]
nuttin’ less that half an m anytime me and h step in the building
put my money where my mouth is, should’ve recorded this one with my grills in
my mans lucky that he hopped that fence cah if not, gang would’ve drilled him
anything shh get shh, them blanks already been filled in
dip man, no deportation, invest in waps for paigons
but i gotta keep them parked off, they can’t come to my room like nathan
if the devil wears prada, then it’s blatant that i’m satan
get round there then shave mans head, gotta do it like jason statham
opps say they’re out in the field, they ain’t really here like weave
firearm tucked in my body warmer cah i don’t wanna burn my sleeve
my man said that he weren’t involved, i didn’t know what to believe
still crash that same way, make blood pour from his chest like eve
how many times did i pull up at tops like the last stop on the 243
it’s k!ll or be k!lled so i gotta make sure that it’s you, not me
might do it with waps or get yankey like the new york team
young boy, you ain’t cheffed n-body, tell him “get round there and lose your v”

[chorus: headie one]
in the t house tryna get rich like roddy, i was on the m, i didn’t do sh-t in colly
got this fifteen inch and i rip mans body
ammunition shopping
man just free up the cash like what they need to do to the bros in onley
if i rise this 40, that’s defo gonna be a gofundme
in the t house tryna get rich like roddy, i was on the m, i didn’t do sh-t in colly
got this fifteen inch and i rip mans body
ammunition shopping
man just free up the cash like what they need to do to the bros in onley
if i rise this 40, that’s defo gonna be a gofundme

[verse 2: k trap]
4 and a half and it came all hard, had to put it on the floor and tread on it
other bit was dust, backed it quick like send man a better bit
tracky ting and gym bag, i ain’t going gym, this ones got a skeng in it
caught us a unknown one, these rotty bells gon’ make him relevant
jump out gang, i ain’t leaning out, wanna get up close
and this half of brick was snow ’till i got the ‘rex involved
jump on the ped and go, had the 4’s out, last time i left my phone
got my neck some gold cah i’m pyrex living, stretching snow
use that presser, load two bricks of c-ke, no pressure though
jumped out on my man, i can’t run, tell bro “don’t let him go”
he probably get away, bro p-ssed, i just told him “better days”
before i knew skengs, should’ve got a range, if the corn didn’t jam, could’ve got a face

- ofb lyrics

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