[Intro]
Sonic
[Chorus: Roddy Ricch]
I don't know why I keep sinnin', I do it without love
I'm just tryna find a baby
All these drugs inside my system, I don't know about love
I don't know the feelin', baby
I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
I just take it day by day (Hey, yeah, yeah)
Drivin' slow, I don't know where I'm goin'
I'm just tryna get home to my baby
[Verse: Roddy Ricch]
You don't know about the feeling of havin' nobody
How you a shooter in your section and ain't got nobody?
When I was broke my main bitch left me for some Fendi
Once I got rich, she screamin' "Roddy, please forgive me"
All this pain inside my body, I lock myself inside the room
But I ain't cryin', I can't cry about it
If I ever said a bitch ain't made my heart cold
Nigga, I'd be lyin', but I can't lie about it
And you know winner, that's my slime, that's my slime (That's my slime, that's my slime)
I'ma die about it
Tryna get ready to go get the Rollie, when you buss it down, you holdin' down the town
Inside the widebody, yeah, yeah
Beverly hills in the Lamb' truck, I bought the new Cuban, I was slidin', yeah I was slidin' dawg
Had my VVs, took my shirt off, I just sold out babe, had 'em excited, got the hoes excited, dawg
And if you know me like you say you do, you gotta be 'bout it, gotta be about it dawg
I'm in love with a bitch who that rock a purple dress, [?], don't do no alcohol
Sonic
[Chorus: Roddy Ricch]
I don't know why I keep sinnin', I do it without love
I'm just tryna find a baby
All these drugs inside my system, I don't know about love
I don't know the feelin', baby
I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
I just take it day by day (Hey, yeah, yeah)
Drivin' slow, I don't know where I'm goin'
I'm just tryna get home to my baby
[Verse: Roddy Ricch]
You don't know about the feeling of havin' nobody
How you a shooter in your section and ain't got nobody?
When I was broke my main bitch left me for some Fendi
Once I got rich, she screamin' "Roddy, please forgive me"
All this pain inside my body, I lock myself inside the room
But I ain't cryin', I can't cry about it
If I ever said a bitch ain't made my heart cold
Nigga, I'd be lyin', but I can't lie about it
And you know winner, that's my slime, that's my slime (That's my slime, that's my slime)
I'ma die about it
Tryna get ready to go get the Rollie, when you buss it down, you holdin' down the town
Inside the widebody, yeah, yeah
Beverly hills in the Lamb' truck, I bought the new Cuban, I was slidin', yeah I was slidin' dawg
Had my VVs, took my shirt off, I just sold out babe, had 'em excited, got the hoes excited, dawg
And if you know me like you say you do, you gotta be 'bout it, gotta be about it dawg
I'm in love with a bitch who that rock a purple dress, [?], don't do no alcohol
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