- Roddy Ricch No Rest 歌詞
- Roddy Ricch
- [Chorus]
I dont ever get no rest (No rest)
Workin, I aint even got a desk (Uh-huh)
Poppin bad hoes out of catch
Poppin bad hoes out of catch
Playin out field like the Mets (Play ball)
Dont tolerate no disrespect (No way)
Gotta top good drink with X (X)
Nigga, I dont ever get no rest, ayy
[Verse 1]
Watchin my [?] while they watchin TV
All money in, money counter for a hundred
When Im outside, you cant even see me
All the things you did, lil nigga, I done done it
All we know is **** the hoes and get the money (Gеt the money)
She want mе ****in four times, pop a hundred (Pop a hundred)
Work her out, make a bitch do lunges (Work her out)
Ive been drownin in this water like plungeons
We at the top of the T-O-P
Money could climb up to G-O-D
You can never reach my P-O-V
Nigga cant question me, Im P-V-C-C (Woo)
Cant condone sucka shit, niggas know that Im overly lit
Why the **** would I committ to a bitch?
New stones on my wrist, told her, 'Give the pinky ring another kiss'
Lookin like cold stones in this bitch (Yeah, yeah)
[Chorus]
I dont ever get no rest (No rest)
Workin, I aint even got a desk (Uh-huh)
Poppin bad hoes out of catch
Poppin bad hoes out of catch
Playin out field like the Mets (Play ball)
Dont tolerate no disrespect (No way)
Gotta top good drink with X (X)
Nigga, I dont ever get no rest
[Post-Chorus]
Woo, woo, I dont ever get no rest
Woo, woo, I dont ever get no rest
Woo, woo, I dont ever get no rest
Woo, woo, I dont ever get no rest
[Verse 2]
Im cold like ice and I never think about the price
The inside the house look nice
Only like red and I dont like treesh
I was in the H, ridin with the prince
Ran the money up, I been rich ever since
Bust through the gate, I aint stranded on the fence
Open up the door, get top off rip
Stayin out the way, I dont like get in the mix
Suited and booted like I got a tux, had the birthday with Drake in the cut
Im lovin the way that you ****in me, I bought Chane-ne for the lust
[?] is luxury, two-fifty on the furniture luxury
Got my dawgs on my back, got the city on my back, you know they put their trust in me
[Chorus]
I dont ever get no rest (No rest)
Workin, I aint even got a desk (Uh-huh)
Poppin bad hoes out of catch
Poppin bad hoes out of catch
Playin out field like the Mets (Play ball)
Dont tolerate no disrespect (No way)
Gotta top good drink with X (X)
Nigga, I dont ever get no rest
[Post-Chorus]
Woo, woo, I dont ever get no rest
Woo, woo, I dont ever get no rest
Woo, woo, I dont ever get no rest
Woo, woo, I dont ever get no rest
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