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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Roddy Ricch
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Khalid Tarig Monawar
Songwriter
Nickalas Brian Turner
Songwriter
Rodrick Moore
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Demitrius Lewis II
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Brandon Blatz
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Curtis "Sircut" Bye
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Chris Dennis
Mixing Engineer
Nicolas De Porcel
Mastering Engineer
Cyrus "NOIS" Taghipour
Mixing Engineer
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Mixing Engineer
Beezo
Producer
Slizer
Producer
Cyrus Massoud Taghipour
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
(It's only cash only, you dig?)
All-white ice, I got hockey seats
Harmony, peace and quiet, please
Spent two million on rocks at least
And a 100K when a nigga drop at least
Got high standards, can't drive no lease
And I can't bring no cop to a feast
Bitch, I was born in the belly of the beast
Roddy the Ricch, but I came from the broke
I'm the one gave all these lil' niggas hope
I'm the one climb to the top of slope
I'm the one out in Japan for the Loccs
Get my respect, I demand it
Standin' in thе way, they can't stand it
Had to take it all, they ain't hand it to mе
Splatterin' all the paint on the canvas
I stayed down, hard work with some preparation
Stayin' off the 'Gram, gotta practice preservation
Jumpin' out the gym, I don't practice hesitation
I just go when it's good
Ten mill' every year, got a rich regulation
Sippin' on this syrup and it give me revelation
I'm patient, I'm destined for greatness
My eyes go far like a camera man, real deal stepper like a caveman
When I'm high, Saint Laurent's on, I can't float enough with Ray-Bans
Since day one, I'm a made man, gotta thank God, it's so amazin'
I ain't never turned out to be another product of what I was raised in
All-white ice, I got hockey seats (hey)
Harmony, peace and quiet, please (quiet)
Spent two million on rocks at least (woah, woah, woah)
And a 100K when a nigga drop at least
Got high standards, can't drive no lease
And I can't bring no cop to a feast (can't bring no cop to a feast)
Bitch, I was born in the belly of the beast (oh)
All-white ice, I got hockey seats (hey)
Harmony, peace and quiet, please (quiet)
Spent two million on rocks at least (woah, woah, woah)
And a 100K when a nigga drop at least
Got high standards, can't drive no lease
And I can't bring no cop to a feast (can't bring no cop to a feast)
Bitch, I was born in the belly of the beast (oh)
They tried to slime me, uh
They tried to outshine me, ayy
I ain't even in my prime yet, how the fuck is you gon' outshine me, huh?
Had to draw my line in the sand
Pour my heart every time I can
Keep my bifocals on like it's fourth of July, yeah, ayy
They be tryna fed me, dawg, I don't do TED Talk
Got some niggas, they'll headshot you, they was bred to walk
You can feel my pain in every rhyme
I shed light on the street signs
It ain't a thing that I would rewind
All-white ice, I got hockey seats (hey)
Harmony, peace and quiet, please (quiet)
Spent two million on rocks at least (woah, woah, woah)
And a 100K when a nigga drop at least
Got high standards, can't drive no lease
And I can't bring no cop to a feast (can't bring no cop to a feast)
Bitch, I was born in the belly of the beast
All-white ice, I got hockey seats (hey)
Harmony, peace and quiet, please (quiet)
Spent two million on rocks at least (woah, woah, woah)
And a 100K when a nigga drop at least
Got high standards, can't drive no lease
And I can't bring no cop to a feast (can't bring no cop to a feast)
Bitch, I was born in the belly of the beast (belly of the beast)
Writer(s): Unknown Writer, Rodrick Moore
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