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Roddy Ricch - Quality [Feed Tha Streets]
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Roddy Ricch
Roddy Ricch
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Rodrick Moore
Rodrick Moore
Songwriter
Kelvin Tami
Kelvin Tami
Songwriter

Lyrics

Whoo, ooh Give this man the fucking beat Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I'ma go get it, break it down in equipment yeah I'm in the kitchen, whip it how a nigga whip it yeah Packing the shipment, you know I pack it then I ship it yeah Time to do digits, the fed came in and we hit it yeah I'm out the cut on these niggas I do the work in the back of the Honda I got the quality work on the streets like I'm DJ Drama Call me Meek Mill 'cause this money time a lot put in and lost her Feel like Kanye 'cause this music shit really turn into a monster Had a bitch named Rhonda she was serving for a nigga Had them burns for a nigga, got the dirt for a nigga Send this bitch cross country Young nigga flip the twenty piece Gotta fight nigga, you and me Got the twenty twenty you can see Drug you with the bullets boy don't let me OD Suggest you pay my fees if you niggas owe me 'Cause I just want big Elliott to make a cold piece And nigga I ain't stopping 'til I bust that Roley Niggas always on that fake shit I was trappin' out the vacant bitch To the house and then I changed my clothes To page a girl watch her shake some shit Got one started it never worked Send this stripper to a naked bitch Aye Rhondy I ain't tryna pay your rent I just like doing faces bitch I'ma go get it, break it down in equipment yeah I'm in the kitchen, whip it how a nigga whip it yeah Packing the shipment, you know I pack it then I ship it yeah Time to do digits, the fed came in and we hit it yeah I'm out the cut on these niggas I do the work in the back of the Honda I got the quality work on the streets like I'm DJ Drama Call me Meek Mill 'cause this money time a lot put in and lost her Feel like Kanye 'cause this music shit really turn into a monster Boy you can see right through a nigga Boy I see how you were doing nigga Yo bitch be over she can do a nigga But I be thinking what you doing with her You think you rich well I sue a nigga But I ain't fucking with the courtroom I get nervous in that motherfucker 'Cause the gallows tend to haunt you I gotta whip with the shit, aye It ain't some shit I can do again I take a stack to state to state Treat that bitch like a souvenir Bitch I gotta get a mansion Young nigga gotta move it in Then a nigga gotta take it out Pack the shipment then I gotta move again Put the gun shit down Had to go and make music I been in and out them restaurants But I ain't never got to prove shit Real message to you young niggas But be careful who you do it with These niggas ain't solid They go back home and say you a snitch I'ma go get it, break it down in equipment yeah I'm in the kitchen, whip it how a nigga whip it yeah Packing the shipment, you know I pack it then I ship it yeah Time to do digits, the fed came in and we hit it yeah I'm out the cut on these niggas I do the work in the back of the Honda I got the quality work on the streets like I'm DJ Drama Call me Meek Mill 'cause this money time a lot put in and lost her Feel like Kanye 'cause this music shit really turn monster
Writer(s): Rodrick Moore, Mistey Garcia Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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