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​all good - roddy ricch lyrics

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[intro]
ronny j, please turn me up

[chorus: roddy ricch]
started off last week, it was all good
watchin’ russell, lebron james, on the hardwood
shawty told me to f*ck her face so it’s all good
b*tch it ain’t no way i done went hollywood
my hoes all good, i f*ck ’em all good
my credit all good, b*tch, i’m always good
my pockets all good, my mama’s still straight
a bakery chef how i been flippin’ all this cake

[verse 1: roddy ricch]
got a flock of famous hoes, took ’em to barbados
purple drink, sippin’ b*tch, why you on that k*roll?
we ain’t at no playground, i’ma show you how i play though
b*tch say i’m playin’ mind games with her, she call me plato
i want a motherf*ckin’ 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 ho and she come closer
body like a two*liter, ass fat as h*ll, n*gga
got a smart b*tch at the ‘partment, about to graduatе from yale
a high maintenance n*gga, b*tchеs compliment my nails
you know it ain’t no goin’ against the grain, i’ma prevail
this coupe talk to spoiler, lookin’ like a d*mn tail
only five hundred whips like this demon out of h*ll
we outside, you been inside, n*gga, we can tell
my crib double*gated, save that sh*t for all my haters
[chorus: roddy ricch]
started off last week, it was all good
watchin’ russell, lebron james, on the hardwood
shawty told me to f*ck her face so it’s all good
b*tch it ain’t no way i done went hollywood
my hoes all good, i f*ck ’em all good
my credit all good, b*tch, i’m always good
my pockets all good, my mama’s still straight
a bakery chef how i been flippin’ all this cake

[verse 2: future]
my racks all good, my b*tch all good
my wrists all good, my hood all good
sittin’ court*side higher than the moon
rich n*gga, f*ck your b*tch like a goon (haha)
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 k!llers on security
my shooters, they evil, sit court*side with a heater
how the f*ck 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 b*tch rockin’ louis, she look off white
[chorus: roddy ricch]
started off last week, it was all good
watchin’ russell, lebron james, on the hardwood
shawty told me to f*ck her face so it’s all good
b*tch it ain’t no way i done went hollywood
my hoes all good, i f*ck ’em all good
my credit all good, b*tch, i’m always good
my pockets all good, my mama’s still straight
a bakery chef how i been flippin’ all this cake

[outro: roddy ricch]
my hoes all good, i f*ck ’em all good
my credit all good, b*tch, 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, b*tch, i’m always good

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