Duffel Bag Roddy Ricch (Ft. A Boogie wit da Hoodie)

[Intro: Roddy Ricch]
Got my city on my back just like some shoulder pads, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ayy, ayy, ayy

[Chorus: Roddy Ricch]
Got my city on my back just like some shoulder pads
Ridin' 'round with thirty-thousand in my duffel bag
Moving metal to the safe, I had to wear a mask
Dirty money, tryna wash it up back at the trap
Codeine habits got them askin' what do my lean cost
Ever since I jumped right off the porch, I know I've seen it all
Nigga, I can't lean on nobody, so I've been leanin' off
Had to get my dirty check and I had to clean it off

[Verse 1: Roddy Ricch]
I bought a new Benz, put my name on the map, yeah
I can't trust a nigga (Uh), gotta to keep me a strap
Had to get it all gone, I tryna get a hundred racks
I can't evеn call home, I'm tryna get it back to back
Had to cut thesе niggas off, tryna get in my bag, okay?
Gotta check my stats, okay?
Gotta always get it, okay?
I was tryna go get the safe, then I lost my nigga, okay?
And now they askin' me how I feel on the inside
Wanna pour up a pint, get in the Benz and ride
Got these codeine tears, nigga, they still in my eyes
He ain't even a valid nigga, he keep switchin' sides
I just move undetected like a thief in the night