Roddy Ricch - Just Because lyrics
Roddy Ricch [Rodrick Wayne Moore Jr.] Compton, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Roddy Ricch - Just Because lyrics]
Countin' all this pape
I ain't never think I lost
Ridin' in the States
Thinkin' about my way to boss up
If a nigga say he want the smoke
We got the sparkers i ain't gotta pay 'em
They gon' do it just because
We started off robbers
Now we certified ballers
I be on my ball hog shit
Had to go the humble route
They thought I lost it
Never make a U turn on me
Double what it's costin'
Runnin' with some Cs, I know some B hats
Like Boston had to get some tough skin
You'll never make it with soft skin
Eyes on my wrist, lied to the judge
I can't lie to my bitch, ayy
Got a taste of money and I
Ran it up ever since
Runnin' with the congress
We know all the dead presidents
All I know is Roddy take the
Lead and they gon' follow
All I know is if you cross
You get a hollow, woah, woah
Countin' all this pape
I ain't never think I lost
Ridin' in the States
Thinkin' about my way to boss up
If a nigga say he want the smoke
We got the sparkers i ain't gotta pay 'em
They gon' do it just because
I ain't gotta pay 'em, they
Gon' do it just because, uh
I ain't gotta pay 'em
They gon' do it just be
Know he got a frost wrist, uh
Climbin' out the holes
But I do this shit so effortless
Hustle just to live
Spent the fifty bands on the whole squad
Shoppin' at Phipps and they know I got 'em
But they better never have loose lips
All this water on me
Lookin' like a motherfuckin' cruise ship
Got Glizzy's on Glizzy's, never go
Nowhere without the hip, ayy
Got ten million out the oven
Like a chocolate chip
Got QPs 'cause real Ps never cop a zip
My whip a spaceship
I'm so comfortable in my cockpit
Countin' all this paper
I ain't never think I lost
Ridin' in the States
Thinkin' about my way to boss up
If a nigga say he want the smoke
We gotta spark up i ain't gotta pay 'em
They gon' do it just because
I ain't gotta pay 'em, they
Gon' do it just because, uh
I ain't gotta pay 'em
They gon' do it just be
I ain't never think I lost
Ridin' in the States
Thinkin' about my way to boss up
If a nigga say he want the smoke
We got the sparkers i ain't gotta pay 'em
They gon' do it just because
We started off robbers
Now we certified ballers
I be on my ball hog shit
Had to go the humble route
They thought I lost it
Never make a U turn on me
Double what it's costin'
Runnin' with some Cs, I know some B hats
Like Boston had to get some tough skin
You'll never make it with soft skin
Eyes on my wrist, lied to the judge
I can't lie to my bitch, ayy
Got a taste of money and I
Ran it up ever since
Runnin' with the congress
We know all the dead presidents
All I know is Roddy take the
Lead and they gon' follow
All I know is if you cross
You get a hollow, woah, woah
Countin' all this pape
I ain't never think I lost
Ridin' in the States
Thinkin' about my way to boss up
If a nigga say he want the smoke
We got the sparkers i ain't gotta pay 'em
They gon' do it just because
I ain't gotta pay 'em, they
Gon' do it just because, uh
I ain't gotta pay 'em
They gon' do it just be
Know he got a frost wrist, uh
Climbin' out the holes
But I do this shit so effortless
Hustle just to live
Spent the fifty bands on the whole squad
Shoppin' at Phipps and they know I got 'em
But they better never have loose lips
All this water on me
Lookin' like a motherfuckin' cruise ship
Got Glizzy's on Glizzy's, never go
Nowhere without the hip, ayy
Got ten million out the oven
Like a chocolate chip
Got QPs 'cause real Ps never cop a zip
My whip a spaceship
I'm so comfortable in my cockpit
Countin' all this paper
I ain't never think I lost
Ridin' in the States
Thinkin' about my way to boss up
If a nigga say he want the smoke
We gotta spark up i ain't gotta pay 'em
They gon' do it just because
I ain't gotta pay 'em, they
Gon' do it just because, uh
I ain't gotta pay 'em
They gon' do it just be