Roddy Ricch - Stop Breathing lyrics
Roddy Ricch [Rodrick Wayne Moore Jr.] Compton, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Roddy Ricch - Stop Breathing lyrics]
Ayy
Look out the window, what do I see?
A couple yachts
They got some thots that trot the seven seas
Got CCs and Louis Vs out of every season
Card me please
Forgis make 'em stop breathin'
Mustard just sent the new Ferrari
I just might cop me one they can't be Ricch
They just tryna make a carbon copy of him
Countin' up this new money
Every single day I'm home
I ain't worried 'bout what they be on
You do what you can, I live
A lifestyle on the daily, homes
Bracelets on my right wrist, I got eighty on
My fragrance strong
My bitch on top, we're tapin'
She don't ride it with no lace on
The lean poured, the Ace gone, the double R
The gray stone
The inside blueberry and the outside is Akon
Look out the window, what do I see?
A couple yachts
They got some thots that trot the seven seas
Got CCs and Louis Vs out of every season
Card me please
Forgis make 'em stop breathin'
It's hard to stomach that
I'm out runnin' laps and I ain't comin' back
Maybach jumpin' like a jumpin' jack
Off the mumble rap
Where Roddy at? I be chasin' chicken
Had to cut the fat
Only wear it one time, did a show
Forgot to cut the tags
Another day, another seal, another deal
Another bag
Was nineteen, chartin' up the jets
I'm in another class
Niggas couldn't even tell
I was out gettin' cash
Graduated from the streets
I ain't gotta bring up my past
Look out the window, what do I see?
A couple yachts
They got some thots that trot the seven seas
Got CCs and Louis Vs out of every season
Card me please
Forgis make 'em stop breathin'
Look out the window, what do I see?
A couple yachts
They got some thots that trot the seven seas
Got CCs and Louis Vs out of every season
Card me please
Forgis make 'em stop breathin'
Look out the window, what do I see?
A couple yachts
They got some thots that trot the seven seas
Got CCs and Louis Vs out of every season
Card me please
Forgis make 'em stop breathin'
Mustard just sent the new Ferrari
I just might cop me one they can't be Ricch
They just tryna make a carbon copy of him
Countin' up this new money
Every single day I'm home
I ain't worried 'bout what they be on
You do what you can, I live
A lifestyle on the daily, homes
Bracelets on my right wrist, I got eighty on
My fragrance strong
My bitch on top, we're tapin'
She don't ride it with no lace on
The lean poured, the Ace gone, the double R
The gray stone
The inside blueberry and the outside is Akon
Look out the window, what do I see?
A couple yachts
They got some thots that trot the seven seas
Got CCs and Louis Vs out of every season
Card me please
Forgis make 'em stop breathin'
It's hard to stomach that
I'm out runnin' laps and I ain't comin' back
Maybach jumpin' like a jumpin' jack
Off the mumble rap
Where Roddy at? I be chasin' chicken
Had to cut the fat
Only wear it one time, did a show
Forgot to cut the tags
Another day, another seal, another deal
Another bag
Was nineteen, chartin' up the jets
I'm in another class
Niggas couldn't even tell
I was out gettin' cash
Graduated from the streets
I ain't gotta bring up my past
Look out the window, what do I see?
A couple yachts
They got some thots that trot the seven seas
Got CCs and Louis Vs out of every season
Card me please
Forgis make 'em stop breathin'
Look out the window, what do I see?
A couple yachts
They got some thots that trot the seven seas
Got CCs and Louis Vs out of every season
Card me please
Forgis make 'em stop breathin'