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Roddy Ricch - all good (feat. Future) [Official Audio]
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Roddy Ricch
Roddy Ricch
Vocals
Future
Future
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Keith Parker
Keith Parker
Songwriter
Nayvadius Wilburn
Nayvadius Wilburn
Songwriter
Rodrick Moore
Rodrick Moore
Songwriter
Ronald Spence Jr.
Ronald Spence Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Keith Parker
Keith Parker
Producer
RONNY J
RONNY J
Producer

Lyrics

Ronny J, please turn me up Started off last week, it was all good Watchin' Russell, LeBron James, on the hardwood Shawty told me to fuck her face, so it's all good Bitch it ain't no way I done went Hollywood My hoes all good, I fuck 'em all good My credit all good, bitch, I'm always good My pockets all good, my mama's still straight A bakery chef how I been flippin' all this cake Got a flock of famous hoes, took 'em to Barbados Purple drink, sippin' bitch, why you on that K-Roll? We ain't at no playground, I'ma show you how I play though Bitch say I'm playin' mind games with her, she call me Play-Doh I want a motherfuckin' Janet Jackson I'm sittin' in front of the TV, thinkin' I need a actress Yo' wheel cost more than your front door All I do is point at the hoe and she come closer Body like a two=liter, ass fat as hell, nigga Got a smart bitch at the 'partment, about to graduate from Yale A high maintenance nigga, bitches compliment my nails You know it ain't no goin' against the grain, I'ma prevail This coupe talk to spoiler, lookin' like a damn tail Only 500 whips like this Demon out of hell We outside, you been inside, nigga, we can tell My crib double gated, save that shit for all my haters Started off last week, it was all good Watchin' Russell, LeBron James, on the hardwood Shawty told me to fuck her face, so it's all good Bitch it ain't no way I done went Hollywood My hoes all good, I fuck 'em all good My credit all good, bitch, I'm always good My pockets all good, my mama's still straight A bakery chef how I been flippin' all this cake My racks all good, my bitch all good My wrists all good, my hood all good Sittin' court-side higher than the moon Rich nigga, fuck your bitch like a goon Rolls-Royce, Ghosts floatin', tycoon Pink diamonds, solitaries, cost me a stack of blues Posted up with the robber, servin' dog food Smoke 'em up, roll the opp up, block him out his shoes Standin' in the trenches with my jewelry I put all my killers on security My shooters, they evil, sit court-side with a heater How the fuck I'ma ever go Hollywood? I switched out my stripper with a pop star In a vehicle too fast to stop for a cop car I got pink diamonds on me, it was dirty Sprite Bad bitch rockin' Louis, she look off white Started off last week, it was all good Watchin' Russell, LeBron James, on the hardwood Shawty told me to fuck her face, so it's all good Bitch it ain't no way I done went Hollywood My hoes all good, I fuck 'em all good My credit all good, bitch, I'm always good My pockets all good, my mama's still straight A bakery chef how I been flippin' all this cake My hoes all good, I fuck 'em all good My credit all good, bitch, I'm always good My pockets all good, my mama's still straight A bakery chef how I been flippin' all this cake A bakery chef how I been flippin' all this cake My credit all good, bitch, I'm always good
Writer(s): Ronald Spence Jr., Nayvadius Wilburn, Rodrick Wayne Moore, Keith Parker Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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