Roddy Ricch - Ricch Forever

[Intro]

DJ Bugsy

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[Chorus]

I just lost my dawg

Nigga my brother taught me how to chase the bag

Get right in the field I had to make a bag

The day he lost his soul wish I can take it back

I just wanna go get one mo’ bag wit' my nigga

Wanna be rich forever for my dogs

Posed to take you on you first trip on a private jet

I vow to always ball until I fall

[Verse 1]

And we been on this money shit for years

Got to drink this mud to make the pain go away

I been dropping these codeine tears

Praying Roddy Rich don’t go insane today

We was in the high speed like fuck the static

He wanted the Rollie, I wanted the Patek

Got to get this safe my nigga fuck around and drag it

I done seen a lot of shit behind these glasses yeah

My life goin' through many different phases

Got to keep the gun on me, can’t go too many places

Runnin' V12’s just to mimic drag races

Nigga we was bag chasers before we had braces

[Chorus]

I just lost my dawg

Nigga my brother taught me how to chase the bag

Get right in the field I had to make a bag

The day he lost his soul wish I can take it back

I just wanna go get one mo’ bag wit' my nigga

Wanna be rich forever for my dogs

Posed to take you on you first trip on a private jet

I vow to always ball until I fall

[Verse 2]

Got the Burberry jacket and an Ace of Spade

Get a hundred racks, I got to make it today

Got to get a tennis bracelet punch you right in the face

My dawg looked out for me when I ain’t have nothin'

Pass on thirty, then he pulled up in a jag or somethin'

When the opps seen him pull up cold, nigga, they was mad or somethin'

We was countin' them hundreds back at Steelo’s crib

I wanted to drip with my brother in Valentino for real

Remember I was talking to him on the jail phone on Christmas

Said when he get out we gon' add the check up like arithmetic

If you try to rob a nigga I vow to get the stick

I might slide on a nigga like a rip stick

I don't know why all these legends always got to die young yeah

Nigga got to cut these snakes up out the grass

Out of everybody, I suspected you last

Supposed to take all these flights in first class

[Chorus]

I just lost my dawg

Nigga my brother taught me how to chase the bag

Get right in the field I had to make a bag

The day he lost his soul wish I can take it back

I just wanna go get one mo’ bag wit' my nigga

Wanna be rich forever for my dogs

Posed to take you on you first trip on a private jet

I vow to always ball until I fall