Hey do you want me to hear me sing Roddy richVideos Listen Artists Composers I don't really wanna go I don't really wanna stay But I really hope and pray Can we get it together? Get it together Mustard on the beat, hoe I put the new Forgis on the Jeep I trap until the bloody bottoms is underneath 'Cause all my niggas got it out the streets I keep a hundred racks inside my jeans I remember hittin' the mall with the whole team Now a nigga can't answer calls 'cause I'm ballin' I was wakin' up gettin' racks in the mornin' I was broke, now I'm rich, these niggas salty All this designer on my body got me drip, drip, ayy Straight up out the Yajects, I'm a big Crip If I got a pint of lean, I'ma sip, sip I run the racks up with my queen like London and Nip But I got rich on all these niggas, I didn't forget, back I had to go through the struggle, I didn't forget that I hop inside of the Maybach and now I can sit back These bitches know me now 'cause I got them big racks 'Cause I'm gettin' money now, I know you heard that Young nigga on the corner, bitch, I had to serve crack Uncle fronted me some P's, had to get them birds back We came up on dirty money, I gave it a birdbath Cut off the brain and I give my bitch a new coupe Either you frontin' y'all gang or you're SuWoop Got a New Orleans bitch, and man, that pussy voodoo And I'm that nigga now, who knew? I put the new Forgis on the Jeep I trap until the bloody bottoms is underneath 'Cause all my niggas got it out the streets I keep a hundred racks inside my jeans I remember hittin' the mall with the whole team Now a nigga can't answer calls 'cause I'm balin' I was wakin' up gettin' racks in the mornin' I was broke, now I'm rich, these niggas salty I been wakin' up to get the money, woah, woah Got a bad bitch, her ass tatted, woah, woah Givenchy to my toes, two twins, I'm fuckin' 'em both I put in a new AP, the water like a boat I was down bad on my dick, where was you niggas at? I know you turned your back on me just to get some racks I see you swerve back, 'cause I'm in