Roddy Ricch – I Might Lyrics

Roddy Ricch – I Might Lyrics
I Might
Roddy Ricch
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    "I Might." - Roddy Ricch

    Album: Feed tha Streets
    Track No: 14

    Back in the bonty
    I just put my bitch back in the bonty
    I just, I just put my bitch back in the bonty
    I just put my bitch back in the
    Yeah, yeah, yeah
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

    Pull up in jeep, we forty feet
    Guess what I'm grinding for? Patek Philippe
    My niggas is starving so we fed the streets
    I pull up sliding on these niggas beep beep
    Young nigga grinding
    'Cause I put that time in
    Shout out to Hollywood, check out my diamonds yeah
    Balenciaga nigga, I don't do no violence
    Your man keep talking but we really 'bout it
    Yeah I was just broke but I never talk cheap
    Bed bugs tryna bite a nigga I done lost sleep
    And now I'm getting money niggas know they lost me
    I just put my bitch back in Givenchy, yeah yeah

    I might pull up in broad day
    With them killers on me
    Got banana clips you know we got guerilla on me
    I might take all of my niggas we out on vacation
    Mama told me all it took was motivation
    I might cash out on the baddest bitch
    Yeah and trade that bitch for a badder bitch
    It don't take long for me to grab a bitch
    She sip my semen like it's Actavis

    Niggas know I make it happen
    Tryna get into a mansion
    And I really love music
    Tryna do a nigga passion
    You don't want no blood
    Young nigga got magic
    And I got automatic
    But I let a nigga have it
    You rocking but that Roley fake lil' nigga
    I got your bitches holdin' my grapes lil' nigga
    We fed the streets the whole damn tape lil' nigga
    Wraith roof make you feel like space
    You niggas ain't cold
    No you niggas ain't got it
    My dogs is Hush Puppies, we move in silence
    Yeah I'm such a clean nigga
    Don't promote no violence
    Yeah but if a nigga nigga call me
    Then I gotta find him so

    I might pull up in broad day
    With them killers on me
    Got banana clips you know we got guerilla on me
    I might take all of my niggas we out on vacation
    Mama told me all it took was motivation
    I might cash out on the baddest bitch
    Yeah and trade that bitch for a badder bitch
    It don't take long for me to grab a bitch
    She sip my semen like it's Actavis

    We fed the street
    I fed the street yeah
    I fed the street
    Young niggas was hungry
    So I fed the street
    I fed the streets
    Me and Crip, we fed the streets

    Writer(s): Young Kelz, Roddy Ricch.

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