let it breathe (feat. Roddy Ricch) Gunna

it breathe (Oh) I'm still waitin' on my moment Give a damn about my opponent Got some M's and teleported, I secure my needs Flyin' all 'cross the border, watch me spread my wings Thankful for my mother

High Fashion (feat. Mustard) Roddy Ricch, Mustard

Is it okay if I call you my Prada bae?

Survivor’s Remorse Roddy Ricch

When I got, when I got, when I got me) When I got me (When I got, when I got, when I got me) When I got me (When I got, when I got, when I got me) When I got me Let's talk about everything so I can give it

The Box Roddy Ricch

double C's, I bought 'em Got a bitch that's looking like Aaliyah, she a model I got the pink slip, all my whips is key-less Compton, I'm about to get the key to the city Patek like the sea, forget it

911 Roddy Ricch

Ricch Shake my hand and I might take you on a trip Pretty teeth, smooth skin, nice toes You just my type Usually I don't take them home first night But for you, I just might I know you know, these bitches

Pissy (feat. Roddy Ricch, Nardo Wick) Gucci Mane

Takin' all facts, grandma raised me, I'm from the Westside where it get sticky And my four wheels come with road kits, I got Elliott like I'm Missy Stack my bread up, cut the corners off, it ain't no way

ROCKSTAR DaBaby, Roddy Ricch

This ain't no guitar, bitch, this a Glock (woo) My Glock told me to promise you gon' squeeze me (woo) You better let me go the day you need me (woo) Soon as you up me on that nigga, get to bustin' (

Passionate (feat. Roddy Ricch) (Explicit Ver.) Blxst

two-door, two-door, two-door, you know I got a bad lil' bitch (Bad lil' bitch) I put on for the city, I put on for the map Tell them niggas, "Tap in", we on the phone, it's a wrap If we ain't gon' get it

Ballin’ Mustard, Roddy Ricch

Mustard on the beat, ho I put the new Forgi's on the G I trap until the bloody bottoms is underneath 'Cause all my niggas got it out the streets I keep a hunnid racks, inside my jeans I remember

Walk Em Down (feat. Roddy Ricch) NLE Choppa, Roddy Ricch

(CashMoneyAP) Ooh, ooh, no NLE the Top Shotta Uh, posted (posted), in front of the trap (front the trap) Sellin' dope 'til the sun come down (come down) Take a fuck nigga right off the map (off th...

4 Da Gang 42 Dugg, Roddy Ricch

out the city, I just got a nigga killed Pause, I'm lyin', kinda still sippin' out the Fanta Oxycotin and Opanas, I want four-two for each Niggas upped Lou for free, that's my nigga, come and kick it

$$$ (feat. Normani) Gunna

shades of gray I just wanna get paid, I don't wanna wait Nothin' less, they all told 'em that life's a game of chess, shit, I guess Made some niggas upset and that's on God, I don't regret Ain't see it

dodger blue (Feat. Wallie the Sensei, Siete7x, Roddy Ricch) Kendrick Lamar

Then shut the fuck up and keep it rap Gah, gah, gah Bitch, I'm from the LAnd Don't say you hate L.A. when you don't travel past the 10 Am I trippin'?

BODY IN MOTION (feat. Bryson Tiller, Lil Baby & Roddy Ricch) DJ Khaled, Bryson Tiller, Roddy Ricch, Lil Baby

And I'm gettin' impatient You should reach out and take it Give you your way Body in motion You can have it your way We've been fuckin' 'round for forty-eight months straight I won't judge you

clear my rain (feat. Leon Bridges) Gunna

White polish on the toes, tip toein' through the spot White faucet, wrist so froze, see the crescent in the watch I'm connected to her dot Been player for too long, ain't pressin' 'bout a thot Play with it

prada dem (feat. Offset) Gunna

I'm really him (I'm really him) Louis leather vest, nigga trim (Nigga trim) Running up a check, stackin' M's (Stackin' M's) Yeah, yeah (Yeah), yeah, hold on I crop the top, Balenciaga (Balenciaga) Put it

Edible (Feat. Gunna) Flo Milli

in this movie (Okay) Traumatized 'cause his old bitch a goofy (Haha) I think this nigga scared he gon' lose me I'm the truth, make a dare Swipe his card 'cause I know he don't care (Yeah) Come and eat it

The Woo Pop Smoke, 50 Cent, Roddy Ricch

yeah I told her, "Ooh-woo-woo" Shawty wanna fuck me inside of the coupe I can take you out everywhere, fuck a jet fare Versace hotel with Versace robe, whoa, whoa (woo, woo) Like you when you let

Big (feat. Gunna) Rita Ora, David Guetta, Imanbek, Gunna

(yeah, I bought it) Mm, say it twice so I know you want it Lit night, come get right, on this side Freak, freak, like my name, G, honest You goin' know about it when we come through Bad bitches

Neva Gunna (Feat. SOLA) Big Shot

덫 겁없는 자 그들이 여기선 법 눈을 떠 끝을 보길 원해 꿈을 펴 나 도전장을 건네 keeping it my way let me brake it thru 아픔은 잠시 뿐 let it flow like bruce Bring it on 통제불가 심지 고통속 자라 불 피워낸 명지 지난 시간들이 헛되진 않지 잘 버텨왔어 나 계속해서 전진 Neva gunna

back at it Gunna

pathetic Back at it (Yeah) Back at it (Yeah) Mess the boy up and I gave them the drip, let them gon' on (Yeah) And this is the thanks that I get, nigga, you tell me who on Gotta go now, I can't prolong

성격차이 (Feat. 산체스 (Sanchez)) 버벌진트

너는 수영과 골프, 나는 달리기 너는 Doja Cat, 나는 Roddy Ricch 너는 runway로, 나는 concert hall 우린 달랐지 한참 흐르고 나서도 난 활자선호, 넌 영상 위주 너무 달라 서로 참견 않기로 했지, 각자의 차이점 억지로 맞춘다는 건 필요없는 시도 처럼 보였어, 사랑이 있으니 i wanted you to be you, and me

1:59 (Feat. Gunna) Normani

What you gon' do with it?

Roddy MacCorley The Dubliners

See the host of fleet foot men Who sped with faces wan From farmstedt and from fishers cot Along the banks of Bann They come with vengeance in their eyes Too late too late are they For young Roddy McCorley

rodeo dr Gunna

sellin' out The Apollo, inside my body is hollow (Yeah) Count up them racks, get your folks out the ghetto, you know that was always the motto (Yeah) If a nigga wan' talk out the side of his neck, I just let

i was just thinking Gunna

they want war, well, I'm war-ready I had to bake cake for the boy 'cause he playin' petty I was so focused on the top and I'm still at it They try to provoke me to stop, no, I won't, damn it They want

neck on a yacht Gunna

Turn this shit back up a notch, fuck what these boys talkin' 'bout I'm back with these racks out the bank Like Titanic, they want me to sink Got a new batch I'm smokin', it's stankin' Went to Tootsie's, let

conscience Gunna

No, I never flipped, niggas jump ship just to go and get a check I've been a tough soul when the whole world been on my neck It done been long nights, long early mornings, I barely get rest K pop, pop

one of wun Gunna

Met (the Met) The wave in her dress, know how to dress (know how to dress) Turn the drip to a flex (flex), they still cut the check, I poke out my chest I treat these lil' boy like my pets (pets), I let

Number 1 (Feat. N-Dubz) Tinchy Stryder

was all now never planned no after it was like games jokes laughter live for the moment, left it all open now i’m in deep, flames, lava, breathe, karma and now i’m stating, see i never saw

Hot (feat. Gunna) Young Thug, Gunna

milli's, I keep me a knot I created history and made me a lot He tried to diss me and ended on Fox We call them chopsticks 'cause they gonna chop Took her out of Follies 'cause her pussy pop I run it

alright Gunna

alright Dirt all on my name, say I'm wrong and I ain't right I ain't sleepin' through the night But I hope we be alright (We be alright) But I know we be alright This money and the fame brought me pain and it

Bigger Brighter Better Roddy Frame

your face staring straight back through me Bigger, brighter, better and I was sold forever Down no great river just an endless sea You and I sail on stormy waters unaware of what we've got Some say, ";Let

ca$h $hit Gunna

parasail, I float through the sea, yacht overseas Count up, then stack some more hundreds (More hundreds) Geeked up, I don’t wanna go under (Geeked up, I don’t wanna go under) They know I can come make it

whatsapp (wassam) Gunna

They sent the wire through the WhatsApp (WhatsApp) Hope ain't nobody to cuss at (nah) Shit changed but it still get pushed back (pushed back) I drop, make these lil' niggas push back (push) I count up,

Bittersweet Gunna

been rough, but I ain't too tough to say I love and I miss you You my dog, I don't care if we fall out, nigga, I never could diss you For the chains and the fame, only we seen the vision 'Bout my name, let

turned your back Gunna

sleep, but I can't I'm only in control of me That monkey on my back, he holdin' me I madе his life a breeze You ain't have shit, I lеt you roll the weed I pull up, park the Porsche, she hold the keys I let

You Always Had A Rotten Sense Of Humor, But My Punch Lines Are Killers Automation

for you to fear I\'ll start again for you my dear I know it’s hard for you to understand I don’t expect for you to comprehend And now you take the lead Controlling me I just need some room to breathe

back to the moon Gunna

I was doin' wrong I said, "Hold up, I'm switchin' up the tone" Man, these niggas couldn't see me with the song If these niggas done never see me, probably wouldn't even be rappin' all along And Young Gunna

time reveals, be careful what you wish for Gunna

bitches off, I'm tired of playin' You had your chances with a boss and killed the plans That's part my fault from pickin' so we can get in bed Nowadays, I'm feelin' picky, leavin' that bitch on read It

Hymn To Grace Roddy Frame

Its a simple understanding Of the way you hand it over And hold on to it, too With the lightness of a feather Its the web that ties together What is true Make it happen Make it happen Create the night

River Of Brightness Roddy Frame

At the end of it all, neath the moons watchful eye, I wanna be judged next to you cos to the beat of my heart, You set a small revolution, No one ever touched me so surely Its a veil drawn aside And revealed

The North Star Roddy Frame

Dark starry eyes Searching the skies Because its hidden from view Dont mean it isnt for you You know were gonna make it Weve only gotta take it Cos its a dark, dark sky Holds the north star high And guides

Strings Roddy Frame

See my strings, tied to an angel, Made in heaven Freedom calls sea of wonder This could be the first one First enthralls then draws me under Drowning and undone We will walk the line together, Sense it

Armoire (Feat. Young Roddy, Trademark) Curren$y

shit's wicked, deserves a documentary Deadstocks on my feet, I'm walking ancient history Niggas is beast hype, tryna be like what we write Ain't nothing but that Jet Life [Hook: Trademark (& Young Roddy

back in the a Gunna

And I'm right back in the A Smooth, I ain't leavin' no trace (Smooth) Racks on me (Racks), racks on me, fresh out the chase You got it off the display ('Splay), I got it from the runway I got it (I got

Armoire (Feat. Young Roddy & Trademark) Curren$y

hundred stack in the armoire Constant reminders of what the fuck we grind for Cause this rap shit just my hustle baby we paper chasing Cause this rap shit just my hustle baby we paper chasing Still at it

p angels Gunna

that matter is bigger picture Don't you get mad, try send one your hitters (Send one your hitters) I know he mad he found out that I hit her Couple more baddies, let's order more liquor Kicking my P, let

Autumn Flower Roddy Frame

Guess were gonna have to learn to live again In this world Guess were gonna have to learn to live again In this world Whatever goes down May it fall easy on you Autumn flower Clearing out the old house

Reason For Living Roddy Frame

Guess were gonna have to learn to live again In this world Guess were gonna have to learn to live again In this world Whatever goes down May it fall easy on you Autumn flower Clearing out the old house