Area Codes

I got different hoes in different area codes

I feel like Luda, hop out with a shooter

If I'm gon' cuff that bitch, gotta make sure that her head right

Got a red beam, caught him sleepin' at the red light

These **** been cappin', I can't do that shit no more

If a **** wasn't real he can't be around Ricch no more

Hit it one time, I can't even fuck no more

Made a million, I don't even count no more

Rare talk, yeah talk, I'm gettin' to the bag, ****

**** call me Goyard Roddy 'cause a **** hoppin' out my bag, ****

Never fell in love with a bitch 'cause Ricch ain't goin' out sad, ****

I was just choppin' it up with Meek, now I hop out the rag, ****

Whippin' up dough, got the re-work

Spilled it on my T-shirt

That Justin Bieber, she love my trap demeanor

How you **** say you robbin', you ain't never make the news

Countin' up ten racks then I got some brand new shoes

I got a brown skin bad as Meagan Good

Pullin' up Panamera when I'm in my hood

**** think I made a million off the drugs

Take care of my dawgs on death row like I'm Suge, yeah, yeah

I got different hoes in different area codes

I feel like Luda, hop out with a shooter

If I'm gon' cuff that bitch, gotta make sure that her head right

Got a red beam, caught him sleepin' at the red light

These **** been cappin', I can't do that shit no more

If a **** wasn't real he can't be around Ricch no more

Hit it one time, I can't even fuck no more

Made a million, I don't even count no more

I just fucked her then I kicked her, no romancin'

She just like me 'cause my diamonds dancin' like a ballerina

If a **** movin' by myself then I gotta have a Nina

Told that bitch, I only want her, I ain't never ever need her

Gotta get a Puma deal, waitin' on my call for memory

Slangin' that white girl, Miley Cyrus, but my plug Vietnamese

See all these **** hate me 'cause I got these racks on me

And my diamonds water, bitch, I spent a dub for the submarine

I got a new broad in every city I've been steppin' in

I hopped on the private with Louis V luggage

I got a new bag and hopped in the Benz

Got the new Cartier glasses, I'm pimpin', lil' ****, the navy blue tinted the lens

I just need Benjamins, I don't need no friends

I got different hoes in different area codes

I feel like Luda, hop out with a shooter

If I'm gon' cuff that bitch, gotta make sure that her head right

Got a red beam, caught him sleepin' at the red light

These **** been cappin', I can't do that shit no more

If a **** wasn't real he can't be around Ricch no more

Hit it one time, I can't even fuck no more

Made a million, I don't even count no more