Cream (Explicit)
Roddy Ricch"Cream (Explicit)" is a song by Roddy Ricch, released in 2018 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:44 long and contains 103 lines and 686 words.
Lyrics
0:01Yung Lan on the track
0:06Den beats
0:07Den beats
0:08Den beats
0:11Hunnid bands for a kilo n***a
0:12I spent my whole life chasin'
0:13The bag and runnin' from coppers coppers coppers
0:15And a n***a been drownin' myself
0:16In these codeine problems yeah
0:18Spent a couple thousand on my feet
0:19Then ran it back up in a week
0:21Yeah yeah
0:22I got these Jordans on my feet
0:23'Til it get bloody underneath
0:24Yeah yeah
0:25Wanna fill this safe up 'til
0:26It's bussin' out my jeans dawg
0:28Cash rules everything around me dawg ayy
0:32I remember I wasn't havin' no money
0:34Now I'm the richest in the yojects yojects
0:35I had to take the safe up out
0:36The wall and put the faces in my pocket
0:38I ain't even have no gas
0:39I had to pursue the duffel yeah
0:41While I'm in the trenches
0:42I did everything for the profits
0:43I wanna pull up to the hood day fly as f**k
0:45Red guts in the Masi'
0:46All my brothers gotta eat
0:48And if I got a full plate
0:49He know that he got it
0:50I ain't even got a plug
0:51N***a had to run it up turn into the socket
0:53Had to go and run the play
0:54N***as know that I'm the wave
0:55Like I'm a tsunami
0:56If the n***a want it all
0:57I gotta be my own boss like I'm John Gotti
0:59A n***a can't play me out of my position
1:01I just might f**k around and catch a body
1:02See me a bag and I done went at it
1:04Had to go serve a lot of drug addicts
1:06Gotta turn a Rollie into a Patek
1:07Flex the money like a n***a ain't have it
1:09I just pray to God that all my
1:10Traps don't ever get no static yeah
1:13'Cause if a n***a try to take what's mine
1:14I gotta 'cause havoc yeah
1:16I spent my whole life chasin'
1:17The bag and runnin' from coppers coppers coppers
1:19And a n***a been drownin' myself
1:20In these codeine problems yeah
1:22Spent a couple thousand on my feet
1:23Then ran it back up in a week
1:25Yeah yeah
1:26I got these Jordans on my feet
1:27'Til it get bloody underneath
1:28Yeah yeah
1:29Wanna fill this safe up
1:29'Til it's bussin' out my jeans dawg
1:32Cash rules everything around me dawg ayy
1:36I remember I wasn't havin' no money
1:38Now I'm the richest in the yojects yojects
1:39I had to take the safe up out
1:40The wall and put the faces in my pocket
1:42I been tellin' my b***hes
1:43They just gotta play they position
1:45Blue faces in the Rollie you know I been Crippin'
1:47'Member days when I was down for a minute
1:49Now a n***a blow a thousand at Lenox
1:50Doin' everything that they said that I didn't
1:52At the Lear and it's only beginnin'
1:54My name in the seats they know it ain't rented
1:55Wear my red bottoms like they're air forces now
1:58I'm the youngest richest flyest n***a outta Comp-town
2:02Made my own lane now all
2:03These n***as wanna copycat off of my sound
2:05I just made 250000 I don't know how
2:08I had to get me some racks
2:09I had to get me some packs yeah yeah
2:11I just be livin' what I'm talkin'
2:12I ain't gotta do no rappin' cappin' now
2:15I know she with me for the dollars
2:16That's why all these hoes be around
2:18She remember when a n***a was broke
2:19Now she wanna f**k
2:20I spent my whole life chasin'
2:21The bag and runnin' from coppers coppers coppers
2:23And a n***a been drownin' myself
2:24In these codeine problems yeah
2:26Spent a couple thousand on my feet
2:27Then ran it back up in a week
2:29Yeah yeah
2:30I got these Jordans on my feet
2:31'Til it get bloody underneath
2:32Yeah yeah
2:33Wanna fill this safe up 'til
2:34It's bussin' out my jeans dawg
2:36Cash rules everything around me dawg ayy
2:40I remember I wasn't havin' no money
2:41Now I'm the richest in the yojects yojects
2:43I had to take the safe up out
2:44The wall and put the faces in my pocket
Yung Lan on the track Den beats Den beats Den beats Hunnid bands for a kilo n***a I spent my whole life chasin' The bag and runnin' from coppers coppers coppers And a n***a been drownin' myself In these codeine problems yeah Spent a couple thousand on my feet Then ran it back up in a week Yeah yeah I got these Jordans on my feet 'Til it get bloody underneath Yeah yeah Wanna fill this safe up 'til It's bussin' out my jeans dawg Cash rules everything around me dawg ayy I remember I wasn't havin' no money Now I'm the richest in the yojects yojects I had to take the safe up out The wall and put the faces in my pocket I ain't even have no gas I had to pursue the duffel yeah While I'm in the trenches I did everything for the profits I wanna pull up to the hood day fly as f**k Red guts in the Masi' All my brothers gotta eat And if I got a full plate He know that he got it I ain't even got a plug N***a had to run it up turn into the socket Had to go and run the play N***as know that I'm the wave Like I'm a tsunami If the n***a want it all I gotta be my own boss like I'm John Gotti A n***a can't play me out of my position I just might f**k around and catch a body See me a bag and I done went at it Had to go serve a lot of drug addicts Gotta turn a Rollie into a Patek Flex the money like a n***a ain't have it I just pray to God that all my Traps don't ever get no static yeah 'Cause if a n***a try to take what's mine I gotta 'cause havoc yeah I spent my whole life chasin' The bag and runnin' from coppers coppers coppers And a n***a been drownin' myself In these codeine problems yeah Spent a couple thousand on my feet Then ran it back up in a week Yeah yeah I got these Jordans on my feet 'Til it get bloody underneath Yeah yeah Wanna fill this safe up 'Til it's bussin' out my jeans dawg Cash rules everything around me dawg ayy I remember I wasn't havin' no money Now I'm the richest in the yojects yojects I had to take the safe up out The wall and put the faces in my pocket I been tellin' my b***hes They just gotta play they position Blue faces in the Rollie you know I been Crippin' 'Member days when I was down for a minute Now a n***a blow a thousand at Lenox Doin' everything that they said that I didn't At the Lear and it's only beginnin' My name in the seats they know it ain't rented Wear my red bottoms like they're air forces now I'm the youngest richest flyest n***a outta Comp-town Made my own lane now all These n***as wanna copycat off of my sound I just made 250000 I don't know how I had to get me some racks I had to get me some packs yeah yeah I just be livin' what I'm talkin' I ain't gotta do no rappin' cappin' now I know she with me for the dollars That's why all these hoes be around She remember when a n***a was broke Now she wanna f**k I spent my whole life chasin' The bag and runnin' from coppers coppers coppers And a n***a been drownin' myself In these codeine problems yeah Spent a couple thousand on my feet Then ran it back up in a week Yeah yeah I got these Jordans on my feet 'Til it get bloody underneath Yeah yeah Wanna fill this safe up 'til It's bussin' out my jeans dawg Cash rules everything around me dawg ayy I remember I wasn't havin' no money Now I'm the richest in the yojects yojects I had to take the safe up out The wall and put the faces in my pocket
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