Roddy Ricch - Every Season (Dir By JDFilms)

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سال2018

دورانیہ4m

ابھی دیکھیں

7.0

Watch the Official Music Video for "Every Season" by Roddy Ricch from his sequel mixtape "Feed Tha Streets 2 Stream/Download - https://RoddyRicch.lnk.to/FeedThaStreets2 ‘LIVE LIFE FAST’ out now: https://roddyricch.lnk.to/LLFID 🔔 Subscribe to the channel and stay notified https://www.youtube.com/@RoddyRicchsub_confirmation=1 Watch all the Official Music Videos: https://www.youtube.com/playlistlist=PLoIBqO622uqi5ILoke96uXewjPf0mIh4C Follow Roddy Ricch https://instagram.com/roddyricch https://twitter.com/roddyricch https://soundcloud.com/roddyricch https://facebook.com/RoddyRicch/ https://roddyricch.com Lyrics: I just been ballin' out every season Know it's some niggas I left in the bleachers I just been married to double cup I got to pour me a four inside another liter Tie up the bands and then run it up I got to put the new bales inside of the freezer Back at the trap I was ducking them people Ducking them birds sending out them eagles All of my diamonds gone buss out the meter I'm dripping water nigga, Aquafina Damn that bitch cappin' if she think I need her Hit it one time and then I got to leave her I'm a real street nigga Gotta keep it a rack with my people Turn the whole squad to bosses I can't be kickin' shit like I'm Adidas Young nigga pullin' up inside the Bentley truck I be just be poppin' shit like hot grease I remember days sitting at the trap 'Bout to call the plug gotta cop three Looked up to Pablo Escobar, Money Meech, and Chapo That's my top three Bitch I was serving the sidewalk Then I copped the drop hopped in the streets You can't name a young nigga that's hot as me All my niggas do murders and robberies Got about 20 racks in the Robin Jeans Niggas thinking I won off the lottery When I hop in the push start with the pound Niggas know that it ain't no stopping me Outta town champ like Mayweather Got a new crib off the boxing ring Put the new Forgiatos on the Jeep, run up thirty in a week I just fuck her I don't keep .45 Under the pillow Forty-Five Thousand in the sheets I want the bag