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roddy ricch - every season lyrics

[chorus]
i just been ballin’ out every season
know it’s some n-gg-s i left in the bleachers
i just been married to double cup
i got to pour me a four inside another liter
tie up the bands and then run it up
i got to put the new bails inside of the freezer
back at the trap i was ducking them people
ducking them birds sending them eagles
all of my diamonds gone buss out the meter
i’m dripping water n-gg-, aquafina
d-mn that b-tch cappin’ if she think i need her
hit it one time and i got to leave her
i’m a real street n-gg-
gotta keep it a rack with my people
turn the whole squad to bosses
i can’t be kickin’ sh-t like i’m adidas

[verse 1]
young n-gg- pullin’ up inside the bentley truck
i be just be poppin’ sh-t like hot grease
i remember days sitting at the trap
bout to call the plug gotta cop three
look up to pablo escobar, money meech, and chapo
that’s my top three
b-tch i was serving the sidewalk
then i copped the drop hopped in the streets
you can’t name a young n-gg- that’s hot as me
all my n-gg-s do murders and robberies
got about 20 racks in the robin jeans
n-gg-s thinking i won off the lottery
when i hop in the push start with the pound
n-gg-s know that it ain’t no stopping me
outta town champ like mayweather
got a new crib off the boxing ring
put the new forgiatos on the jeep, run up thirty in a week
i just f-ck her i don’t keep
.45 under the pillow
forty-five thousand in the sheets
i want the bag n-gg-
i can’t trust no hoe if i know she ain’t married to me
b-tch i done got this sh-t up out the streets
red gut period blood on my seats

[chorus]
i just been ballin’ out every season
know it’s some n-gg-s i left in the bleachers
i just been married to double cup
i got to pour me a four inside another liter
tie up the bands and then run it up
i got to put the new bails inside of the freezer
back at the trap i was ducking them people
ducking them birds sending out them eagles
all of my diamonds gone buss out the meter
i’m dripping water n-gg-, aquafina
d-mn that b-tch cappin’ if she think i need her
hit it one time and i got to leave her
i’m a real street n-gg-
gotta keep it a rack with my people
turn the whole squad to bosses
i can’t be kickin’ sh-t like i’m adidas

[verse 2]
rap sh-t
i ain’t got to cap sh-t
i’ve been gettin’ cheese like i’m velveeta
i’m in a two seater with two bad b-tches
black and white i’m finna have a zebra
she want to ride in the back
cause i’ve been having them racks
i ain’t showing
she say i ain’t got them racks
thought you knew me better than that
but they ain’t knowing
she say my vvs’s so annoying
i bought a coupe to spoil her
she want to look out the roof in the morning
ysl got her a new persona
i want to ball like a triple-double n-gg-
larry bird with the racks
livin’ my best life, shorty
you can’t never get attached
went to the plug got a couple peas
then i ran-dolph like zach
we been sellin’ in the projects
like it’s the new jack city
all my b-tches got -ss and t-tties
got to hop on top the bag and get it
she call me cause her main n-gg- don’t beat it up
he something like a pacifist
all a n-gg- do is sniff her the check
open her mouth put the d-ck in her neck
blue rags b-tches crippin’ the set
i’ve been trapping got to get a patek
b-tch i’m rich i can’t be livin’ in debt
she won’t be my b-tch
i can’t f-ck with the pets
her best friend end up givin’ me s-x
in the tahoe when i jumped out the jet
yeah, yeah, yeah

[chorus]
i just been ballin’ out every season
know it’s some n-gg-s i left in the bleachers
i just been married to double cup
i got to pour me a four inside another liter
tie up the bands and then run it up
i got to put the new bails inside of the freezer
back at the trap i was ducking them people
ducking them birds sending out them eagles
all of my diamonds gone buss out the meter
i’m dripping water n-gg-, aquafina
d-mn that b-tch cappin’ if she think i need her
hit it one time and i got to leave her
i’m a real street n-gg-
gotta keep it a rack with my people
turn the whole squad to bosses
i can’t be kickin’ sh-t like i’m adidas

- roddy ricch lyrics

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