Cream

[Intro: King Gotit] Authentic or nothin' Young Gotit I'm with lil' Roddy, ah Oh, yeah I'm with Roddy, what you give 'em, Roddy? Just pay the guy [Chorus: Roddy Ricch] I went to the mall and blew 'bout ten today Bought a new crib in Atlanta just to renovate I double cup and mix the lean with the lemonade And I know it's about the cream at the end of the day I remember niggas told me I would lose Now I pull up in the drop-top cruise My momma call me when she see me on the news That's why I gotta keep these hundreds brand new [Verse 1: King Gotit] My brother happy that he see mе on the internet Shawty keep calling back and I ain't hеar it yet How the fuck you hit a million and ain't a deal yet I keep that bro shit from around me I ain't feeling that I put [?] I remember there was no point in having dinner plates [?] take me I met And I don't consider no [?] it's just a less Don't give a fuck about yo' pussy if that shit is gonna have me stressing Tryna put my family in the [?] Just to get you right, you walking the wrong way Told my [?] if I have a long day I put my life up on these songs I done brought us a long way [Chorus: Roddy Ricch] I went to the mall and blew 'bout ten today Bought a new crib in Atlanta just to renovate I double cup and mix the lean with the lemonade And I know it's about the cream at the end of the day I remember niggas told me I would lose Now I pull up in the drop-top cruise My momma call me when she see me on the news That's why I gotta keep these hundreds brand new [Verse 2: Roddy Ricch] I was back at the trap house These niggas ask how I'm ballin, I practice every day I got some pounds and some real state, get it every way Nigga gotta whip out his shoe My plug Vietnamese, I go and get the keys But I still got the push to start with the big B Yeah, I remember my pockets was empty I had to run up them digits They been tryna take my spot, even tho the feds ain't hit it And nobody gave me shit, I had to go out and get it I was really in the trenches, Lord knows I done did it I remember the day I almost got convicted I rode free out of jail right off my Christmas list Through the mass out the window and put my lick on the wrist And I always ask God what did I do to deserve this What did I do to get the Maserati pull up swerving I was outside of my body now I count up some [?] [Chorus: Roddy Ricch] I went to the mall and blew 'bout ten today Bought a new crib in Atlanta just to renovate I double cup and mix the lean with the lemonade And I know it's about the cream at the end of the day I remember niggas told me I would lose Now I pull up in the drop-top cruise My momma call me when she see me on the news That's why I gotta keep these hundreds brand new