Текст песни Ricch Vibes - Roddy Ricch

This boy got a hit
I just want you hear me when I pull up, skrr
Have a conversation Don't wanna see you hurt
You ain't settle for him cause you know your worth
Got it from the mud I got it out the dirt
These b*tches tell you anything to get into your pocket
These b*tches f*cking with me cause they know I'm all vibes
Pull up in the i8 and these b*tches start droppin
She wan' roll up my plate tell them b*tches go drop it
I got a feelin gotta tell the truth
You could be for these b*tches they won't be for you
I had a down b*tch I don't know what to do
I had to check this rap sheet and go get the lube
And I don't mean that I don't give the world to my b*tch
I know she down so she deserve to be rich
Shorty I'm go and get you Birkin bags
That Rolls Royce you can be the first to have it
If I see it, I'm a grab it
Take you to Atlanta we gon flood I'm magic
You not by my side shawty I can't imagine
You make me choosin you but you know rap my passion
I ain't tryna play you this not on the map
Tryna run that check up tryna get them bands
That b*tch ain't my fan I am not your man
I don't know these b*tches they just want my sand
Blow up twenty piece cause I know I can
Put it on a ring so I can ask your hand
I'm just tryna blow up while I'm on tour
So I can have the flowers [?]
Look at you it's lookin the mirror
Bought you Cartier's now you seeing clearer
I bought that new Ferrari gon take it down
Come f*ck with double R we some f*cking winner
Get your best friend I call Chris he can tag team along
Talkin bout my feelins I ain't tryna brag too long
I'm just tryna tell you that I'm all yours
Shopping bags, we can have a car full
Slide down the window while I pull up
Backwoods had the windows roll up
Just make sure that you never ever use me
Cause I can never f*ck with none these groupies
Your friend tryna tell you that I ain't a right n*gga
Don't listen to em they tryna hang all night with ya
Just hang em up don't let them break the frame o mind picture
They f*ck the same n*ggas these b*tches won't ride with you
See I'm just tryna tell you how I feel inside
Turn this music on when you ain't feeling right
Turn and ride with Ricch when n*ggas tryna vibe
I'm in your mind, I'm in your mind
Aye I'm in your mind
Aye, aye, tell em I'm in your mind
Aye, shawty do you mind
Can I just vibe, aye
Aye can't break the frame o mind, vision
Hey these b*tches they won't ride with you
Tryna take you to the sky, ride with me
Hey baby I just wanna take you high
Fly with me, aye
Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey, hey, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, hey
This boy got a hit