(+) Roddy Ricch - HIGH FASHION ft. Mustard (LYRICS)
Mustard on the beat ho
I put the new Forgis on the Jeep
I trap until the
Bloody bottoms is underneath
'Cause all my niggas
Got it out the streets
I keep a hundred racks inside my jeans
I remember hittin' the
Mall with the whole team
Now a nigga can't
Answer calls 'cause I'm ballin'
I was wakin' up
Gettin' racks in the morning
I was broke now I'm rich these niggas salty
All these designer on my
Body got me drip drip ayy
Straight up out the Yajects I'm a big Crip
If I got a pint of lean I'ma sip sip
I run the racks up with
My queen like London and Nip
But I got rich on all
These niggas I didn't forget back
I had to go through
The struggle I didn't forget that
I hop inside of the Maybach
And now I can sit back
These bitches know me now
'Cause I got them big racks
'Cause I'm gettin' money now
I know you heard that
Young nigga on the corner
Bitch I had to serve crack
Uncle fronted me some P's
Had to get them birds back
We came up on dirty
Money I gave it a birdbath
Cut off the brain and I
Give my bitch a new coupe
Either you frontin' y'all
Gang or you're SuWoop
Got a New Orleans bitch
And man that pussy voodoo
And I'm that nigga now who knew?
I put the new Forgis on the Jeep
I trap until the
Bloody bottoms is underneath
'Cause all my niggas
Got it out the streets
I keep a hundred racks inside my jeans
I remember hittin' the
Mall with the whole team
Now a nigga can't
Answer calls 'cause I'm ballin'
I was wakin' up
Gettin' racks in the morning
I was broke now
I'm rich these niggas salty
I been wakin' up to
Get the money woah woah
Got a bad bitch her ass tatted woah woah
Givenchy to my toes two
Twins I'm fucking 'em both
I put in a new AP the water like a boat
I was down bad on my
Dick where was you niggas at?
I know you turned your back
On me just to get some racks
I see you swerve back
'Cause I'm in the black 'bach
New diamonds on me fuck
A flash this ain't Snapchat
'Cause I been gettin' paid
Yellow diamonds on me look like lemonade
Grab my baby mama that new Bentayga
Tryna get the dojo like a sensei yeah
Rolls Royce umbrellas when I'm in the rain
I just mind my business
I got brothers that did
The time I ain't kiddin'
All these rappers just talk
About it I live it
Goin' up I ain't got
No sky limit yeah yeah yeah
I put the new Forgis on the Jeep
I trap until the
Bloody bottoms is underneath
'Cause all my niggas
Got it out the streets
I keep a hundred racks inside my jeans
I remember hittin' the
Mall with the whole team
Now a nigga can't
Answer calls 'cause I'm ballin'
I was wakin' up
Gettin' racks in the morning
I was broke now
I'm rich these niggas salty
I ayy yeah
I've been ballin' lil' nigga
Now watch me ball on these niggas
Yeah now watch me
Ball on these niggas yeah
Now watch me ball on these niggas
Now watch me ball on these niggas yeah yeah