Lyrics Roddy Ricch – no way

no way Lyrics – Roddy Ricch

Singer: Roddy Ricch
Title: no way

Can’t trust that b#tch, no way, no way, no way, no
Got a young n#gg# lit
I just turned twenty-two in Turks and Caicos
I got a little problem with tellin’ the truth to her

She say I be too annoyin’, I put Chanel on the ho
I gotta buy her the whole damn Chanel store
Bussin’ these fits since a lil’ boy
Ayy, mix the J’s with the double C, you know what I mean?

I’m in a daze, all of this cash got me feel like I’m in a dream
You know I’m supreme
I got family ties like I’m K-Dot and Baby Keem
I got b#tches that know what I mean

Toot her up and I f#ck on the ting
No way, no way, no way, no way
I ain’t never go behind your back
I gotta stand tall and tell you to your face

And I hold it close when a n#gg# embracing
I don’t ever gotta chase it
I don’t ever gotta talk, came from the pavement
I was always granny’s favorite

Got too many Richard Milles to ever have time for a lil’ bitty b#tch
Got too many plugs in the streets to ever walk around without a stick
Got too many hoes that never have a lil’ shorty on top of the dick
Got too many life expenses to ever stop popping my sh#t

Can’t trust that b#tch, no way, no way, no way, no
Got a young n#gg# lit
I just turned twenty-two in Turks and Caicos
I got a little problem with tellin’ the truth to her

She say I be too annoyin’, I put Chanel on the ho
I gotta buy her the whole damn Chanel store
Bussin’ these fits since a lil’ boy
Ayy, been bussin’ these b#tches since a lil’ boy

I’m a big dog and a lil’ boy
I know you’re hearin’ me lil’ boy
But, you can’t see me lil’–
Wockesha don’t do me no justice, I need red

That b#tch don’t do me no justice if she don’t give head
That b#tch don’t do me no justice if she don’t find bread
I got n#gg#s in the Bay that be on the 49 with the motherf#ckin’ nine
I got n#gg#s that’s on the fort yard, went four times, on this fifth time

Ever seen snake turn to a rat like 6ix9ine?
Got a Rolls-Royce with the thick back and I got a b#tch, thick spine
Put a green beam on lil’ Glock, best believe I’ma get mine
Can’t trust that b#tch, no way, no way, no way, no

Got a young n#gg# lit
I just turned twenty-two in Turks and Caicos
I got a little problem with tellin’ the truth to her
She say I be too annoyin’, I put Chanel on the ho

I gotta buy her the whole damn Chanel store
Bussin’ these fits since a lil’ boy
Ayy, been bussin’ these b#tches since a lil’ boy
I’m a big dog and a lil’ boy

I know you’re hearin’ me lil’ boy
But, you can’t see me lil’–
Roddy, what up, baby? It’s J. Foxx
You killin’ ’em, man

Ayy, listen, now, I know this album is called LIVE LIFE FAST
But, you know what I’m seein’?
I don’t think these young cats out here really know how to slow it down
You know like-like-like me and Ye did it back in the day

I mean, I don’t think these m#th*rf#ck*rs know about Marvin Gaye, Luther Vandross, or-or-or little Anita
So, right here, Roddy, I think you should do is slow that sh#t down, man, and set this m#th*rf#ck*r off right
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