25 million Roddy Ricch

[Chorus]
I got a fifty on me, but I told her I keep it a hundred
Since I was a lil' nigga, I just vowed to go get me some money
Since I made up twenty-five million on one of them days
Now these niggas bitin' my wave
I got fatigue on my body, don't ride Maserati
It's 'Rari, I'm going outer space
I remember days, weren't no misses
Hoppin' them fences, runnin' from jakes
I got bulletproofs on all the Cadillacs
A nigga slide through like I'm Obama
Might go in the Saint Laurent store, Louis Vuitton don
I'ma fuck up some commas
I was in the back, eating jambalya
Hop out the PJ straight in my pajamas

[Verse 1]
Ayy, we got it popping, I'm straight out the city, my nigga, but they never knew
When I was on the county line, I ain't suit up yellow, I was in the blues
What your pops make for half the year, I spend that shit on my shoes
Ayy, I go from country to country and city to city, I know how to move
I'm outside, they can't ignore me
We got the locals treating us like royalty
I done spent five thousand on some Jordans
You lil' niggas can't keep up with the score
Cashed out on a Jesus piece 'cause you know what it mean to me
Went to pull up at Sunday service in Bugattis
I call up Yeezy, I got new holy water
I can't fuck with the bitch
I caught on to that shit, she want me to buy it
And the love get scarcer when you climbing the ladder, going higher and higher
I thank God every day 'cause He cut all the snakes and gave me my desires
All you old niggas hating, sitting back, waiting, hoping I retire