Tank God, Roddy Ricch - Better lyrics
Roddy Ricch [Rodrick Wayne Moore Jr.] Compton, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Tank God, Roddy Ricch - Better lyrics]
Tank God
I sip codeine, I lay back
'Member when I only want a
Rollie and a Maybach, ayy
And I know she say she love me
I can never feel that
She tryna throw me a blessing
For that Chanel bag
And for these love phases
I done went through Hell and back
Don't want no side shorty, no
They can't sell me that
I remember trappin' and shit
Had all my bills in this bag
I learned my lesson
Gotta do better than that
I like a bad bitch, I like my lean raw
Had to run the full court trappin'
I want the team to ball
Since a young nigga, I done seen it all
When I was down bad
She ain't even wanna see me at all
Now they be watchin' my moves
Tryna see what I do i'm a young OG
Nigga, they can't be in my shoes
Nigga, they can't see in my coupe
'Cause I'm a private nigga
I was eatin' steak with Migos
Chillin' on the private, nigga
I went from robbin' niggas
And hearin' sirens, nigga
And I can't fuck with shawty
If she ain't vibin', nigga
I been only chasin' bags, that's
What's on my mind, my nigga
If it ain't about the money
Ain't got the time, my nigga
I sip codeine, I lay back
'Member when I only want a
Rollie and a Maybach, ayy
And I know she say she love me
I can never feel that
She tryna throw me a blessing
For that Chanel bag
And for these love phases
I done went through Hell and back
Don't want no side shorty, no
They can't sell me that
I remember trappin' and shit
Had all my bills in this bag
I learned my lesson
Gotta do better than that
I sip codeine, I lay back
'Member when I only want a
Rollie and a Maybach, ayy
And I know she say she love me
I can never feel that
She tryna throw me a blessing
For that Chanel bag
And for these love phases
I done went through Hell and back
Don't want no side shorty, no
They can't sell me that
I remember trappin' and shit
Had all my bills in this bag
I learned my lesson
Gotta do better than that
I like a bad bitch, I like my lean raw
Had to run the full court trappin'
I want the team to ball
Since a young nigga, I done seen it all
When I was down bad
She ain't even wanna see me at all
Now they be watchin' my moves
Tryna see what I do i'm a young OG
Nigga, they can't be in my shoes
Nigga, they can't see in my coupe
'Cause I'm a private nigga
I was eatin' steak with Migos
Chillin' on the private, nigga
I went from robbin' niggas
And hearin' sirens, nigga
And I can't fuck with shawty
If she ain't vibin', nigga
I been only chasin' bags, that's
What's on my mind, my nigga
If it ain't about the money
Ain't got the time, my nigga
I sip codeine, I lay back
'Member when I only want a
Rollie and a Maybach, ayy
And I know she say she love me
I can never feel that
She tryna throw me a blessing
For that Chanel bag
And for these love phases
I done went through Hell and back
Don't want no side shorty, no
They can't sell me that
I remember trappin' and shit
Had all my bills in this bag
I learned my lesson
Gotta do better than that