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Ricch Forever

by Roddy Ricch

on Ricch Forever (2018)

(Hook)
I just lost my dawg
n*gga my brother taught me how to chase the bag
Get right in the field I had to make a bag
The day he lost his soul wish I can take it back
I just wanna go get one mo' bag wit my n*gga
Wanna be rich forever for my dawgs
Posed to take you on you first trip on a private jet
I vow to always ball until I fall

(Verse 1: Roddy Ricch)
And we been on this money sh*t for years
Gotta drink this mud to make the pain go away
I been dropping these codeine tears
Praying Roddy rich don't go insane today
We was in the high speed like f*ck the static
He wanted the Rollie i wanted the Patek
Gotta get this safe my n*gga f*ck around and drag it
I done seen a lot of sh*t behind these glasses yeah
My life goin' through many different phases
Gotta keep the gundo on me can't go too many places
Runnin' V12's just to mimic drag races
n*gga we was bag chasers before we had braces

(Hook)
I just lost my dawg
n*gga my brother taught me how to chase the bag
Get right in the field I had to make a bag
The day he lost his soul wish I can take it back
I just wanna go get one mo' bag wit my n*gga
Wanna be rich forever for my dawgs
Posed to take you on you first trip on a private jet
I vow to always ball until I fall

(Verse 2: Roddy Ricch)
Got the Burberry jacket and an Ace of Spade
Get a hunnid racks i gotta make it today
Gotta get a tintless bracelet punch you right in your face
My dawg looked out for me when i ain't have nothin'
Pass on 30 then he put up in a jag or somethin'
When the opps seen him pull up cold n*gga they was mad or something
We was countin' them hundreds back in Steelo's crib
I wanted to drip with my brother in Valentino for real
Remember i was talking to him on the jail phone on Christmas
Said when he get out we gon' add the check up like arithmetic
If you try to rob a n*gga I vow to get the stick
I might slide on a n*gga like a rip stick
I don't know why all these legends always gotta die young yeah
n*gga gotta cut these snakes up out the grass
Out of everybody i suspected you last
Supposed to take all these flights in first class

(Hook)
I just lost my dawg
n*gga my brother taught me how to chase the bag
Get right in the field I had to make a bag
The day he lost his soul wish I can take it back
I just wanna go get one mo' bag wit my n*gga
Wanna be rich forever for my dawgs
Posed to take you on you first trip on a private jet
I vow to always ball until I fall