Roddy Ricch - No Rest lyrics

Rodrick Wayne Moore, Jr.

[Roddy Ricch - No Rest lyrics]

I don't ever get no rest (No rest)
Workin', I ain't even got a desk (Uh, huh)
Poppin' bad hoes out of catch
Poppin' bad hoes out of catch
Playin' outfield like the Mets (Play ball)
Don't tolerate no disrespect (No way)
Gotta top good drink with X (With X)
Nigga, I don't ever get no rest

Ayy, watchin' my toddler
While he watchin' TV
All money in, money counter for a hundred
When I'm outside, you can't even see me
All the things you did, lil' nigga
I done done it all we know is fuck the
Hoes and get the monеy (Get the money)
Shе want me to fuck her four times
Pop a hundred (Pop a hundred)
Work her out, make a bitch do lunges
(Work her out) i've been drownin' in this
Water like plungers
We at the top of the T-O-P
Money could climb up to G-O-D
You can never reach my P-O-V
Nigga, can't question me, I'm P-V-C-C (Woo)
Can't condone sucka shit
Niggas know that I'm overly lit
Why the fuck would I commit to a bitch?
New stones on my wrist, told her
"Give the pinky ring another kiss"
Lookin' like cold stones in this bitch
(yeah, yeah)

I don't ever get no rest (No rest)
Workin', I ain't even got a desk (Uh, huh)
Poppin' bad hoes out of catch
Poppin' bad hoes out of catch
Playin' outfield like the Mets (Play ball)
Don't tolerate no disrespect (No way)
Gotta top good drink with X (With X)
Nigga, I don't ever get no rest

Woo, woo, I don't ever get no rest
Woo, woo, I don't ever get no rest
Woo, woo, I don't ever get no rest
Woo, woo, I don't ever get no rest

I'm cold like ice and I
Never think about the price
The inside the house look nice
Only like red and I don't like Trish
I was in the H, ridin' with the prince
Ran the money up, I been rich ever since
Bust through the gate
I ain't straddle on the fence
Open up her throat, get top off rip
Stand out the way, I don't like it in the mix
Suited and booted like I got a tux
Had a birthday with Drake in the cut
I'm lovin' the way that you fuckin' me, baby
I bought Chane'-ne' for the lust
The Miami high-rise is luxury
Two-fifty on her furniture, luxury
Got my dawgs on my back, got
The city on my back
You know they put their trust in me

I don't ever get no rest (No rest)
Workin', I ain't even got a desk (Uh, huh)
Poppin' bad hoes out of catch
Poppin' bad hoes out of catch
Playin' out field like the Mets (Play ball)
Don't tolerate no disrespect (No way)
Gotta top good drink with X (With X)
Nigga, I don't ever get no rest

Woo, woo, I don't ever get no rest
Woo, woo, I don't ever get no rest
Woo, woo, I don't ever get no rest
Woo, woo, I don't ever get no rest

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