Lyrics B.R.O. (Better Ride Out) [feat. Roddy Ricch] - A Boogie Wit da Hoodie feat. Roddy Ricch
Said,
I
ain't
got
no
friends,
all
my
niggas
blood
to
me
Spillin'
in
your
ear,
yeah,
that's
blood
money
Hey,
you
niggas
fuckin'
up
my
vibe
(yeah)
I'm
gettin'
money,
yeah,
I'm
fine
If
I
call
you
bro',
you
better
ride
out
Just
tell
me
what's
the
word
and
we
gon'
slide
on
guys
Me
and
broski
poppin'
.30s,
no
sleep
Don't
approach
me
if
you
ain't
got
no
love
for
me
I
ain't
got
no
friends,
all
my
niggas
like
blood
to
me
Treat
my
whole
gang
just
like
blood
brothers
If
I
call
you
my
brother,
then
we
gon'
ride
I
love
you
forever,
nigga,
my
guy
for
life
You
know
it's
whatever
if
you
fight,
I
fight
Tell
mе
what's
the
word
and
we
gon'
slide
on
guys
Mе
and
broski
sippin'
on
Codeine
Don't
approach
if
you
ain't
got
no
love
for
me
I
ain't
got
no
friends,
all
my
niggas
like
blood
to
me
I'm
DTB
forever,
bitches
know
me
(know
me,
bitches
know)
700
thousand,
a
Phantom
on
a
random
Buy
the
bitch
a
Birkin
every
time
she
throw
a
tantrum
My
accountant
on
speed
dial,
I
told
him,
"Make
the
transfer"
Ain't
got
questions
on
'cause
I
walk
with
all
the
answers
I
pull
up
million
dollar
car
(blu,
blu,
blu)
I
know
some
Bloods
that
are
slime
(woo,
woo,
woo)
Blueberry
seats,
perfect
time
(woo,
woo,
woo)
The
projects
always
showin'
love
for
me,
yeah
Whenever
I'm
in
New
York,
me
and
Boogie
like
cousins
Gotta
fire
up
a
jet
and
take
a
trip
out
to
London
(woo)
My
diamonds
always
hittin'
me,
in
Eliantte
always
up
to
somethin'
Diamonds
on
baguettes,
girl,
just
tell
me
if
I'm
heavy
I
came
from
the
bottom,
I
came
straight
out
of
poverty
I
had
to
look
around
to
see
who's
with
me
and
not
with
me
Tryna
go
and
stack
these
billions
on
the
long
road
If
I
tell
you,
"I
love
you",
that
ain't
a
lie
Until
I
make
a
couple
million,
I
can't
go
home
They
want
a
championship,
so
I
bought
the
two-tone
(woo)
Bentley
color,
see
'em
ridin'
with
the
roof
gone
Killed
my
vibe
I'm
gettin'
money,
yeah,
I'm
fine
If
I
call
you
bro',
you
better
ride
out
Just
tell
me
what's
the
word
and
we
gon'
slide,
slide,
slide
Just
me
and
broski
sippin'
on
this
codeine
Don't
approach
if
you
ain't
got
no
love
for
me
I
ain't
got
no
friends,
all
my
niggas
like
blood
to
me
Treat
my
whole
gang
just
like
blood
brothers
If
I
call
you
my
brother,
then
we
gon'
ride
I
love
you
forever,
nigga,
my
guy
for
life
You
know
it's
whatever
if
you
fight,
I
fight
Tell
me
what's
the
word
and
we
gon'
slide
on
guys
Just
me
and
my
broski,
poppin'
thirties,
no
sleep
Don't
approach
if
you
ain't
got
no
love
for
me
I
ain't
got
no
friends,
all
my
niggas
like
blood
to
me
Whole
damn
gang,
treat
'em
like
blood
brothers
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