Roddy Ricch - Day One lyrics

Yeah, 17 i was outside, fly as a jet

17 years old, I'm flyin' on a Jet
Bust down, bust down, Audemars Piguet
Tryna get the bag, I was goin' OT, baby
Trappin' with mud in the Phantom
150 thousand in Atlanta
Double G's what I'm steppin' on
I ain't ever had shit, I want my racks long
Gotta get it out the mud
I was trappin' out the bando
They been wantin' to see me fall
Red bottom what I land on
Fell in love with shawty
But she wasn't enough for me
'Cause I be ridin' in my 10-speed
Nigga, tell me what the lick read
I was servin' down on 10th Street
I wanted me the Louis V bag
So I fucked around and bought it
Got a new apartment, Hermès carpet
I just wanna be the motivation
For my young nigga out here tryna get it
Focus on your babe (uh huh, yeah yeah)
Fuck these bitches
I just got off the phone with my young nigga
He said, "Roddy 'bout to go number one
Nigga" i been tryna get the money for appeal
Gotta stay down for your day ones, nigga