Lyrics Roddy Ricch – hibachi

hibachi Lyrics – Roddy Ricch

Singer: Roddy Ricch
Title: hibachi

(Wheezy outta here)
What a n#gg# do, you don’t ever appreciate
You give me attitude, I just might go cheat today
It’s 2021, so I plan on lead the way

I been plottin’ my in’s and out’s, and n#gg# gotta put my cheese away
Took a bad b#tch to Hibachi in Huaraches
Got too many jewels on my squad, f#ck a n#z#
Two hundred fifty cash, hit Japan and get some chopsticks

I’ve been with lil’ man, countin’ up bands, I ain’t gotta drop sh#t
What’s your ETA? I ain’t even eat today
I know some n#gg# ‘cross the street sell it for a cheaper rate
Still gotta run it up, run it up like I don’t got sh#t

Always say f#ck these n#gg#s and these b#tches ’cause they fake
More money than you lil’ boys, it ain’t no reason for me to hate
Anybody try my sh#t, I’m tryna shoot ’em in they face
They know I’m a demon, caught somebody ’round the way

Yeah, I pull up speedin’, but n#gg#, I ain’t tryna race
Young n#gg# on the scene, I got my Rollie stickin’ up
Everybody with more band, they already know we glizzied up
Shoot past in the county jail, rockin’ Yves Saint Laurent

f#ckin’ on a cracker b#tch, Britney Minaj
f#ck ’em all, we gon’ ball
Stand tall, never fall
Bad b#tch answer every time I call (21)

Got my Glock, use protection, I don’t hit her raw (On God)
Eatin’ noodles in the trenches where they break the law (p#ss#)
Piss me off, I just might cheat, I got a bad reflex (21)
I got tattoos in my face but I like R&B sex (21)

Hit a couple flight attendants ’cause I ride big jets
And I still ain’t met a b#tch that I’ll pay to keep yet
That’s deep (21)
Savage own his masters, ain’t no shackles on my feet (Facts)

Know they takin’ pictures tryna calculate a G (Rats)
I got tunnel vision, need binoculars to see (21)
Took her to Hibachi, all she wanted was my meat (Facts)
Gang hit the corner, n#gg# stopped, dropped and freeze (p#ss#)

VVS diamonds in my ear, Christmas Eve (21)
Your lil’ b#tch a thot, you need a DNA from Steve (On God)
My brother sellin’ P’s, he say his money grow on trees (21, 21, 21, 21)
What a n#gg# do, you don’t ever appreciate

You give me attitude, I just might go cheat today
It’s 2021, so I plan on lead the way
I been plottin’ my in’s and out’s, and n#gg# gotta put my cheese away
Took a bad b#tch to Hibachi in Huaraches

Got too many jewels on my squad, f#ck a n#z#
Two hundred fifty cash, hit Japan and get some chopsticks
I’ve been with lil’ man, countin’ up bands, I ain’t gotta drop shit
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