King Size Lyrics | Roddy Ricch

King Size Lyrics | Roddy Ricch

Sonic going crazy

Yeah, yeah

Uh-huh

Uh-huh

Uh-huh

Uh-huh

Sleep on a king size (Uh-huh)

Wet like the springtime (Uh-huh)

Colossal ring size (Uh-huh)

Still rock the C side (Uh-huh)

Can’t never be broke, rather count money in the meantime (Uh-huh)

That’s not my hoe, shit, I just fuck her in between time (Uh-huh)

Go fully loaded, Maybach riding in my free time (Woo)

I pour some soda every time I need some me time

Go Nipsey blue, Louis Vuitton pants from Etai

South side, north side, west side, east side

Black Marni slides, all fur on my feet (Fur on my feet)

My nigga drove, ’cause I was in the backseat two deep (Backseat two deep)

We talk expensive, Rollie face Tiffany (Yeah, yeah)

It’s new condition, Richy, I’m infamous (Yeah, yeah)

They never seen my vision, I was too ambitious (Too ambitious)

Put stones in Christ face, ’cause I know Jesus listening

She ain’t no gold digger, but she can keep a pension

Over possessive, but she like to be with bitches (Hey)

Every time I see her, gotta rat-tat-tat

Keep me some pistols that go bat-bat-bat-bat

My cousin got rich off of crack-crack-crack

My lil’ niggas got some ha-ha-ha-hats (Yeah, yeah)

Check my wrist, my rings a check

Check my earrings, that’s a check

This the really Ricch effect

She want to give the dick a peck

Bird sliding in the ‘Vette

I don’t hide, I just vex

I just chased the whole bag

I take pride in my Nike Teks

Sleep on a king size (Uh-huh)

Wet like the springtime (Uh-huh)

Colossal ring size (Uh-huh)

Still rock the C side (Uh-huh)

Can’t never be broke, rather count money in the meantime (Uh-huh)

That’s not my hoe, shit, I just fuck her in between time (Uh-huh)

Go fully loaded, Maybach riding in my free time (Woo)

I pour some soda every time I need some me time

Go Nipsey blue, Louis Vuitton pants from Etai

South side, north side, west side, east side

Westside V’s, do it for the team

Hopping out, squeeze till Double O free

I ride around with them babies, five hundred on my chain

I got number one hits, but I can’t go out like Lil’ Zane (Hey)

Made this shit off pain

Pull up the V12s, I be sliding in the rain

I got new bracelets, but I can’t never change

Interior spiderman, I ride with Mary Jane

Still antisocial, I don’t talk a lot, I drop the top

Roddy hot, biggest yacht

Grab a pot, serve a lot

I don’t never fuck with SWAT

Outside everyday

We don’t gangsta imitate

Yellow tape ’em, out of state

Lot of Glocks, I don’t fade

Sleep on a king size (Uh-huh)

Wet like the springtime (Uh-huh)

Colossal ring size (Uh-huh)

Still rock the C side (Uh-huh)

Can’t never be broke, rather count money in the meantime (Uh-huh)

That’s not my hoe, shit, I just fuck her in between time (Uh-huh)

Go fully loaded, Maybach riding in my free time (Woo)

I pour some soda every time I need some me time

Go Nipsey blue, Louis Vuitton pants from Etai

South side, north side, west side, east side


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