Can't even roll in peace, everybody notice me
I can't go to sleep, I'm rollin' off a bean, uh
(Hardheaded, baby)
Nyoom (Ayo, Eli, what the fuck? Uh)
I think the whip got wings, and once I hit the gas, I'm flyin' in it (I'm flyin' in it)
Pink slip to all my rides, I ain't loaner that, you drive a rented (You drive a rented)
I can't roll in peace 'cause, bitch, I'm turnt as fuck, five-percent tinted (I can't roll in peace, I can't roll in )
I done pulled up presidential, all-black truck like Donald in it (Nyoom)
I done fucked the bitch so long, tryna break her back when I be in it (Damn)
I done fucked the bitch, but once I got it off, that was the endin', uh (Oh my God)
I ain't tryna die young, bitch, I'm Roddy Ricchin' (I ain't tryna die young)
I just bagged a bitch, I asked what's her religion
I done made my mind up, once I come outside, I'm ridin' striker (I'm ridin' striker)
6K in the passenger, he tote the yop, he not a fighter (Bee)
Posted in my hood, got me feelin' like Omar off The Wire
Posted in my hood, got me feelin' like Omar off The uh
I want a Patek on my wrist, right now I'll settle for the Rollie
Want a bad-ass bitch, but right now I could settle for the ratchet (I want a ratchet)
How you got caught at the red light? Nigga, you ain't have your ratchet (Ain't have your ratchet)
Got a glick, it got a green, red beam, it got attachments, flashlight (Like what the fuck?)
Binary trigger on the yop, shit could do magic (Brr)
Gotta watch these babowabo hoes, look what they did to Magic
Stop and swallow out the bottle, drive the boat, she want the cabin
Rock designer, drippin' Yves Saint Laurent, I'm into fashion (What?)
Pull up Usain pull up Usain Bolt, two-twenty on the dash, I'm drivin' wild (Nyoom)
Once I seen my baby face, I knew from rip that was my child
Rockstar lifestyle, feel I made it, havin' shows, jumpin' in crowds
They done let me in the door, I brought the fellas, they like, "How?"
Bouncin' bouncin', bouncin', bouncin', Maybach twerkin' like a ho (Bounce, bounce, bounce, ho)
I'm ridin' in it with them chop
It's five-percented, in the box
A stash box in it, you get popped (Damn)
I send it, bend it, I get popped
Then he gon' bend it, I get popped
And he gon' free The Bender (Oh my God)
Brr
Yeah, it's me
Uh (Nyoom)
I think the whip got wings, and once I hit the gas, I'm flyin' in it (I'm flyin' in it)
Pink slip to all my rides, I ain't loaner that, you drive a rented (You drive a rented)
I can't roll in peace 'cause, bitch, I'm turnt as fuck, five-percent tinted (I can't roll in peace, I can't roll in )
I done pulled up presidential, all-black truck like Donald in it (Nyoom)
I done fucked the bitch so long, tryna break her back when I be in it (Damn)
I done fucked the bitch, but once I got it off, that was the endin', uh (Oh my God)
I ain't tryna die young, bitch, I'm Roddy Ricchin'
I just bagged a bitch, I asked what's her religion
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