Lyrics: Wallie the Sensei/Roddy Ricch
Music: Wallie the Sensei/Roddy Ricch
[Intro: Roddy Ricch]
(Low the Great)
Flew the bitch first class from LAX straight to Miami
Ray-Bens, Bvlgari, all she know is high maintenance
Real gangsters 'round, they don't do it for entertainment (Di-Diego)
[Chorus: Roddy Ricch]
You know that I took some risk, woah
Remember times I was pissed poor
Flooded piss gold
Nigga, get up off my dick
[Verse 1: Roddy Ricch]
I done went through hell and back, did this shit all for my relatives
Got dreams of the young niggas ridin' 'round, gettin' cheddar
Floatin' Rolls-Royces, open up the door, get the umbrella
Bad bitch ten is in the passenger
Dark skin, redbone, vanilla
Cashin' out, I remember trappin', baggin' up at granny house
Lil' L spank, got that real nigga's vouch
Baby, watch your seat 'cause this a real nigga couch
Westside baby, I gave niggas chills in the South
Eight carats in my teeth, this ain't no grill in my mouth
And no switchin' teams, brand-new Compton
Hit a gangster in my jeans, when I pop it, stop it
If you ain't politickin' 'bout no profit, stop it
Cut it in or cut it out my pocket, watch it
[Chorus: Roddy Ricch]
You know that I took some risk, woah
Remember times I was pissed poor
Flooded piss gold
Nigga, get up off my dick
[Post-Chorus: Roddy Ricch]
Red beam
Two-step (Beam)
Can't be (Beam)
****ed with (Beam)
T'd up (Beam)
Gangsters (Beam)
Sit back (Beam)
Pull up (Beam)
[Verse 2: Wallie the Sensei]
I been runnin' to the bag like my flight leavin'
(Run up that bag, nigga runnin' up that bag)
Lil' baby keep this dick on her mind, she been pipe dreamin'
She got caught in the V, but it's not my fault
If I get caught with her friend then my bitch got broke off (Broke off)
Don't like to put up with your shit, but you fire (But you fire)
I'm mixin' Baccarat with Bond No. 9 (Bond No. 9)
Countin' up this money 'til my hands get too tired
Pockets rotisserie, chicken rollin' in
Niggas really bitches, but it's different when you him
She eat it like a cannibal, the pussy on her chin
They both let me in, ten out of ten
[Pre-Chorus: Wallie the Sensei]
Switch sides again
Outside again
Run it up again
Can't go broke again
Two-step (Beam)
Back in (Beam)
Roll up (Beam)
Caught up (Beam)
[Chorus: Roddy Ricch]
You know that I took some risk, woah
Remember times I was pissed poor
Flooded piss gold
Nigga, get up off my dick (Di-Diego)
[Post-Chorus: Roddy Ricch]
Red beam
Two-step (Beam)
Can't be (Beam)
****ed with (Beam)
T'd up (Beam)
Gangsters (Beam)
Sit back (Beam)
Pull up (Beam)