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Roddy Ricch
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CashMoneyAP D-Roc Fast forward, I hope I don't crash Pushin' and got two hundred on the dashboard I got on my knees, that's God over me And he get what I asked for Fourteen ballin', now we can alley hoop it off the backboard Remember I was down bad I was broke and I pressed fast forward Pause, fast forward Rewind, fast forward Run the players up, had to fast forward Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Remember nights I was sleepy? I had to go get a safe Thirty bands, I had to bust it down like I put the diamonds in the face What about when I was eight years old? Me and Monny have a place And they took my dawg, Jay knew he was only runnin' from the jays He taught a n***a how to chase the bag I ain't gotta turn back Three stripes on a n***a, feelin' like Adidas And I had to earn that Sorry momma for the drama, gotta keep the drama No, you don't deserve that Went to County from a bird stretch Seen a lot, had to learn from that In the projects with the bed bugs Now the whole gang bitin' me Got gorillas locked up in the cage And they ain't tryna find the key I be swishin', only ballin' Why they always tryna lie to me? She just want me 'cause I'm in my bag Total buffin', he get signed to me Fast forward, I hope I don't crash Pushin' and got two hundred on the dashboard I got on my knees, that's God over me And he get what I asked for Fourteen ballin', now we can alley hoop it off the backboard Remember I was down bad I was broke and I pressed fast forward Pause, fast forward Rewind, fast forward Run the players up, had to fast forward Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 'Member days I was dead broke I was down to my last (Last) Then I went and got a mask, uh Hit a lick and get a bag, oh Last nights, sunny mornings Bust a trench while I'm yawnin' We get better, put it all on her (All on her) Fast forward, now, I'm ballin' Look at my whip, b*t*h, it's newer than yours Off on that backboard, yeah, that's how I score it You know that bringin' my Glizzy on buck I hit her so good, she gave me a reward b*t*h, am I stylin' it? Run with it I'm 'bout to dry up that work, let the fade hit If I pull up, you get popped like a Xan with it Thirty-three shots, got enough for your fam' in it Give a bag to my Lil' E, he fightin' a case Trap out the bando, distribute the weight The way that you actin', I know that you fake Finessin' a n***a and sellin' the shake (I don't shake) Play by the rules, I'm playin' for keeps (Playin' for keeps) Ran through the mud, got dirt on my sneaks (Dirt on my sneaks) The same n***as with me, the same n***as eat I hopped in the field and turned to a beast Fast forward, I hope I don't crash Pushin' and got two hundred on the dashboard I got on my knees, that's God over me And he get what I asked for Fourteen ballin', now we can alley hoop it off the backboard Remember I was down bad I was broke and I pressed fast forward Pause, fast forward Rewind, fast forward Run the players up, had to fast forward Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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