no way

[Chorus: Roddy Ricch]

Can't trust that bitch, no way, no way, no way, no

Got a young nigga lit

I just turned twenty-two in Turks and Caicos

I got a little problem with tellin' the truth to her

She say I be too annoyin', I put Chanel on the ho

I gotta buy her the whole damn Chanel store

Bussin' these fits since a lil' boy

[Verse 1: Roddy Ricch]

Ayy, mix the J's with the double C, you know what I mean?

I'm in a daze, all of this cash got me feel like I'm in a dream

You know I'm supreme

I got family ties like I'm K-Dot and Baby Keem

I got bitches that know what I mean

Toot her up and I fuck on the ting

No way, no way, no way, no way

I ain't never go behind your back

I gotta stand tall and tell you to your face

And I hold it close when a nigga еmbracing

I don't ever gotta chase it

I don't еver gotta talk, came from the pavement

I was always granny's favorite

Got too many Richard Milles to ever have time for a lil' bitty bitch

Got too many plugs in the streets to ever walk around without a stick

Got too many hoes that never have a lil' shorty on top of the dick

Got too many life expenses to ever stop popping my shit

[Chorus: Roddy Ricch]

Can't trust that bitch, no way, no way, no way, no

Got a young nigga lit

I just turned twenty-two in Turks and Caicos

I got a little problem with tellin' the truth to her

She say I be too annoyin', I put Chanel on the ho

I gotta buy her the whole damn Chanel store

Bussin' these fits since a lil' boy

[Post-Chorus: Roddy Ricch]

Ayy, been bussin' these bitches since a lil' boy

I'm a big dog, ain't a lil' boy

I know you're hearin' me, lil' boy

But, you can't see me lil'–

[Verse 2: Roddy Ricch]

Wockesha don't do me no justice, I need red

That bitch don't do me no justice if she don't give head

That bitch don't do me no justice if she don't find bread

I got niggas in the Bay that be on the 49 with the motherfuckin' nine

I got niggas that's on the fort yard, went four times, on this fifth time

Ever seen snake turn to a rat like 6ix9ine?

Got a Rolls-Royce with the thick back and I got a bitch, thick spine

Put a green beam on lil' Glock, best believe I'ma get mine

[Chorus: Roddy Ricch]

Can't trust that bitch, no way, no way, no way, no

Got a young nigga lit

I just turned twenty-two in Turks and Caicos

I got a little problem with tellin' the truth to her

She say I be too annoyin', I put Chanel on the ho

I gotta buy her the whole damn Chanel store

Bussin' these fits since a lil' boy

[Post-Chorus: Roddy Ricch]

Ayy, been bussin' these bitches since a lil' boy

I'm a big dog, ain't a lil' boy

I know you're hearin' me, lil' boy

But, you can't see me lil'–

[Outro: Jamie Foxx]

Roddy, what up, baby? It's J. Foxx

You killin' 'em, man

Ayy, listen, now, I know this album is called LIVE LIFE FAST

But, you know what I'm seein'?

I don't think these young cats out here really know how to slow it down

You know like-like-like me and Ye did it back in the day

I mean, I don't think these motherfuckers know about Marvin Gaye, Luther Vandross, or-or-or little Anita

So, right here, Roddy, I think you should do is slow that shit down, man, and set this motherfucker off right