Antisocial Roddy Ricch (Ft. Post Malone)

[Intro]
G. Ry got me
Hit-Boy

[Chorus: Roddy Ricch]
Got the brand new 'Rarri, hope I don't crash
I've been tryna find your love
Please excuse me, I'm so antisocial
I'm antisocial

[Verse 1: Roddy Ricch]
I gotta work on my words, don’t read me through social media
Put that shit deep in your soul, I fuck it, stroke it, beat it (Ayy)
I’ve been learning your tendencies and ain’t got no teacher (Ayy)
I put Xanax, Percocet inside my two liter (Ayy)
You know I did I beat it up, slow it, fast, like a cheetah
Damn, when she did, that destroyed me
I was tryna treat you like some royalty
If I was broke, would you take on the lawyer fee?
I just got a bag to shoot off
I just wanna go straight to Pluto (Uh)
Got a red nose like Rudolph
My pockets big, sumo
I had the drive out of high school, I ain't fuck with Ju-Co, yeah
'Cause you know, you know