Roddy Ricch - Can't Express lyrics

Rodrick Wayne Moore, Jr.

[Roddy Ricch - Can't Express lyrics]

I can't express myself
Don't know how to start
That's why I'm double cupped up, I go to Mars
Shawty was with me in the
Bando from the start
Now we in the Phantom, lookin' at the stars
When all this money came
These hoes played on me
I remained the same nigga
So please don't change on me
A lot of these hoes round a nigga
They be too fake
'Cause a young nigga been hoppin'
Out that new Wraith

All these problems got me
Drownin' in my codeine double up
The birds got me trappin' out them four wings
24 7, I just want you to be honest with me
You protected cause I keep the 9 under me
All them late night conversations in the loft
Didn't had to tell you
You knew we was gonna ball
But I've been havin' to
Explain to these hoes, gotta get off me
VVS diamonds in your ring, no Charles Barkley
(Ayy) i just got a number one rule
Shawty don't lie to me
If you want a bad bitch in the threesome
We can find her i'ma keep you flooded and on
Fleek in that designer
You know we be chasin' that bag
I'm right behind her

I can't express myself
Don't know how to start
That's why I'm double cupped up, I go to Mars
Shawty was with me in the
Bando from the start
Now we in the Phantom, lookin' at the stars
When all this money came
These hoes played on me
I remained the same nigga
So please don't change on me
A lot of these hoes round a nigga
They be too fake
'Cause a young nigga been hoppin'
Out that new Wraith

Now that I got it
I ain't knowin' who to share it with
Give you that 'Rari thing
Horses on the carriages
Get you red bottom boxes you don't
Know what pair this is
Back shots, gotta hit it, high notes
Mariah Carey and shit
I bought a white tee just to
Match it on your toenails, yeah
I done paid full price on
Chanel, this ain't no wholesale, yeah
Me and shawty, street relationship goals yeah
Whatever she needs
A nigga gotta be there for her
She be dippin' that Range nigga
Fuck a Explorer
Gave her 10 racks just to blow in Sephora
She want Dolce and Gabbana
She ain't fuckin' with Zara
Thought we would be one night until
A nigga got to know her

I can't express myself
Don't know how to start
(Don't know how to start)
That's why I'm double cupped up, I go to Mars
(I go to Mars) shawty was with me in the
Bando from the start
Now we in the Phantom, lookin' at the stars
When all this money came
These hoes played on me (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I remained the same nigga
So please don't change on me (Change on me)
A lot of these hoes round a nigga
They be too fake
'Cause a young nigga been hoppin'
Out that new Wraith

Yeah, yeah, yeah i can't express myself
I can't express myself yeah, yeah
Yeah keep that

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