Position Roddy Ricch
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[Intro]
This boy got a hit
[Chorus]
She said she wanna ride in a coupe
So I might pour a five or a deuce, ayy
Might pour five or a deuce, yeah
She said she wanna ride in a coupe, ayy (Skrrt-skrrt-skrrt)
Listen, baby, I play my position baby
Richin', baby, you know how I'm livin', baby
Young nigga trappin' off the iPhone (Brrt-brrt-brrt-brrt)
Black Benz, I forgot to turn the lights on (Skrrt-skrrt-skrrt)
[Verse 1]
Me and my niggas' rollin' in the X6 (We be rollin')
On some playin' shit, but yeah, I keep that TEC, bitch (Keep that TEC, don't I?)
I want a hundred bands on a necklace
So I get a hundred bands on my necklace
Twenty K on Instagram so, bitch, you think you poppin'?
Chase a bag, won't chase a bitch, 'cause broke shit ain't a option
I was kickin' in doors, I was really flockin'
Know some niggas down bad, know some niggas locked in
That's why I keep that double cup poured up
That Rollie on my wrist, you know it's froze up
She want a rich nigga, so she chose us
CLA 2-50 how I roll up (Skrrt-skrrt-skrrt)
This boy got a hit
[Chorus]
She said she wanna ride in a coupe
So I might pour a five or a deuce, ayy
Might pour five or a deuce, yeah
She said she wanna ride in a coupe, ayy (Skrrt-skrrt-skrrt)
Listen, baby, I play my position baby
Richin', baby, you know how I'm livin', baby
Young nigga trappin' off the iPhone (Brrt-brrt-brrt-brrt)
Black Benz, I forgot to turn the lights on (Skrrt-skrrt-skrrt)
[Verse 1]
Me and my niggas' rollin' in the X6 (We be rollin')
On some playin' shit, but yeah, I keep that TEC, bitch (Keep that TEC, don't I?)
I want a hundred bands on a necklace
So I get a hundred bands on my necklace
Twenty K on Instagram so, bitch, you think you poppin'?
Chase a bag, won't chase a bitch, 'cause broke shit ain't a option
I was kickin' in doors, I was really flockin'
Know some niggas down bad, know some niggas locked in
That's why I keep that double cup poured up
That Rollie on my wrist, you know it's froze up
She want a rich nigga, so she chose us
CLA 2-50 how I roll up (Skrrt-skrrt-skrrt)
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