Key: D minor
Intro 1
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B
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Abm
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B
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Verse 1
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different hoes,
in different area codes (woo, woo)
I feel like Luda,
gotta make sure that her head right (woo, woo)
Got a red beam,
caught him slippin' at the red light
These niggas been cappin',
I can't do that shit no mo' (woo, woo)
If a nigga wasn't real,
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he can't be around Ricch no more (no)
more (woo, woo)
Made a million, I don't even count no
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more (woo, woo)
Verse 2
I'm gettin' to the bag, nigga
Niggas call me Goyard Roddy 'cause a nigga
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hoppin' out my bag, nigga
Never fell in love with a bitch 'cause
Ricch ain't goin' out sad, nigga
I was just choppin' it up with Meek,
spilled it on my t- shirt
That Justin Bieber, she love
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my trap demeanor
How you niggas say you robbin',
you ain't never make the news (never made the news)
Counted up ten racks,
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Meagan Good
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Niggas think I made a million off the jugg
Verse 3
in different area codes (woo, woo)
I feel like Luda,
gotta make sure that her head right (woo, woo)
Got a red beam,
caught him slippin' at the red light
These niggas been cappin',
I can't do that shit no mo' (woo, woo)
If a nigga wasn't real,
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he can't be around Ricch no more (no)
more (woo, woo)
Made a million,
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I don't even count no more (woo,woo)
Verse 4
I just fucked her then I kicked her,
no romancin'
She just like me 'cause my diamonds
then I gotta have a Nina
Told that bitch I only want her, I
ain't never ever need her
Gotta get a Puma deal,
waitin' on my call for memory
Slangin' that white girl, Miley Cyrus,
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but my plug Vietnamese
See all these niggas hate me 'cause
I got these racks on me
And my diamonds water, bitch,
I hopped on the private with Louis V luggage
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I got a new bag and hopped in the Benz
Got the new Cartier glasses
I just need Benjamins,
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I don't need no friends
Verse 5
I got different hoes,
in different area codes (woo, woo)
I feel like Luda,
gotta make sure that her head right (woo, woo)
Got a red beam,
caught him slippin' at the red light
These niggas been cappin',
I can't do that shit no mo' (woo, woo)
If a nigga wasn't real,
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Abm
he can't be around Ricch no more (no)
no more (woo, woo)
Made a million, I don't even count no more (woo, woo)
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Outro 1
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B
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Abm
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B
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