Roddy Ricch – Free Game Lyrics

Free Game

Roddy Ricch

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"Free Game." - Roddy Ricch

Tuesday, 15 September 2026, 03:05 pm

Album: Feed tha Streets

Track No: 16

Baby I don't stop until that duffel unfold
Cause your whole life just so full up in a row
I was just a nigga I was whipping on the stove
Since ten years old i was kicking in the dough
My nigga in the prison he told me some niggas stole
Most niggas ain't silent it just some niggas phone
We flooded the petit's the streets the streets and build stoves
We running with the techs and cliques to feel cold
They sent them to the powerful pals my dog gone
They searching and they whipping I hope they don't find the phone
I call my pound partners and they told me slime gone
Smoking that gelato got me different time though
I said the Benjamin's are running up
Know you want me for money baby
Yu leaving just beg me to go
I just roll up a fat one baby
You see me don't beg me the Dutch
They call me le bird young nigga put your wing up
Depression got a nigga dropping Xannies in the lean cup
We more brothers these bitches can't come between us
I just run up the stack niggas always tryna know when I'm home
I pull up in the white, no location get my dawg's phone
My nigga in the prison he told me some niggas stole
Most niggas ain't silent it just some niggas phone
We flooded the petit's the streets the streets and build stoves
We running with the techs and cliques to feel cold
They sent them to the powerful pals my dog gone
They searching and they whipping I hope they don't find the phone
I call my pound partners and they told me slime gone
Smoking that gelato got me different time though Running up
These hunnids though me and my niggas don't count on the deal
See me in the streets, you breach, just know that I keep me a steel
Lot a niggas hating tryna get my bitch to use me
Talking bout my nigga my nigga just throw on a two piece
Hop up in that Audi gotta get that bag today
Thinking got that me and all my niggas pad the same
Thinking that I can count these hunnids in a race
Done won okay, I do the race

They better don't find the phone
They better don't find the phone
Hope they don't find the phone
They better don't find the phone
These niggas don't know what I'm on
Cause I'm in a different time zone
No, no, oh, ya ya ya ya
Ya ya ya ya
Ya ya ya ya
Ya ya ya ya

Writer(s): Roddy Ricch.

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