Roddy Ricch – Every Season lyrics

I just been Ballin’ out every season
Know it’s some n***as I left in the bleachers
I just been married to double cup
I got to pour me a four inside another liter
Tie up the bands and then run it up
I got to put the new bails inside of the freezer
Back at the trap I was ducking them people
Ducking them birds sending them eagles
All of my diamonds gone buss out the meter
I’m dripping water n***a, Aquafina
Damn that b**h cappin’ if she think I need her
Hit it one time and I got to leave her
I’m a real street n***a
Gotta keep it a rack with my people
Turn the whole squad to bosses
I can’t be kickin’ sh** like I’m Adidas
Young n***a pullin’ up inside the Bentley truck
I be just be poppin’ sh** like hot grease
I remember days sitting at the trap
Bout to call the plug gotta cop three
Look up to Pablo Escobar, Money Meech, and Chapo
That’s my top three
b**h I was serving the sidewalk
Then I copped the drop hopped in the streets
You can’t name a young n***a that’s hot as me
All my n***as do murders and robberies
Got about 20 racks in the Robin Jeans
n***as thinking I won off the lottery
When I hop in the push start with the pound
n***as know that it ain’t no stopping me
Outta town champ like Mayweather
Got a new crib off the boxing ring
Put the new forgiatos on the Jeep, run up thirty in a week
I just f** her I don’t keep
.45 Under the pillow
Forty-Five Thousand in the sheets
I want the bag n***a
I can’t trust no hoe if I know she ain’t married to me
b**h I done got this sh** up out the streets
Red gut period blood on my seats
I just been Ballin’ out every season
Know it’s some n***as I left in the bleachers
I just been married to double cup
I got to pour me a four inside another liter
Tie up the bands and then run it up
I got to put the new bails inside of the freezer
Back at the trap I was ducking them people
Ducking them birds sending out them eagles
All of my diamonds gone buss out the meter
I’m dripping water n***a, Aquafina
Damn that b**h cappin’ if she think I need her
Hit it one time and I got to leave her
I’m a real street n***a
Gotta keep it a rack with my people
Turn the whole squad to bosses
I can’t be kickin’ sh** like I’m Adidas
Rap sh**
I ain’t got to cap sh**
I’ve been gettin’ cheese like I’m Velveeta
I’m in a two seater with two bad b**hes
Black and White I’m finna have a zebra
She want to ride in the back
Cause I’ve been having them racks
I ain’t showing
She say I ain’t got them racks
Thought you knew me better than that
But they ain’t knowing
She say my VVS’s so annoying
I bought a coupe to spoil her
She want to look out the roof in the morning
YSL got her a new persona
I want to ball like a Triple-double n***a
Larry bird with the racks
Livin’ my best life, shorty
You can’t never get attached
Went to the plug got a couple peas
Then I Ran-dolph like Zach
We been sellin’ in the projects
Like it’s the New Jack City
All my b**hes got a** and titties
Got to hop on top the bag and get it
She call me cause her main n***a don’t beat it up
He something like a pacifist
All a n***a do is sniff her the check
Open her mouth put the dick in her neck
Blue rags b**hes crippin’ the set
I’ve been trapping got to get a Patek
b**h I’m rich I can’t be livin’ in debt
She won’t be my b**h
I can’t f** with the pets
Her best friend end up givin’ me s**
In the Tahoe when I jumped out the jet
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
I just been Ballin’ out every season
Know it’s some n***as I left in the bleachers
I just been married to double cup
I got to pour me a four inside another liter
Tie up the bands and then run it up
I got to put the new bails inside of the freezer
Back at the trap I was ducking them people
Ducking them birds sending out them eagles
All of my diamonds gone buss out the meter
I’m dripping water n***a, Aquafina
Damn that b**h cappin’ if she think I need her
Hit it one time and I got to leave her
I’m a real street n***a
Gotta keep it a rack with my people
Turn the whole squad to bosses
I can’t be kickin’ sh** like I’m Adidas

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