Album Name

Rucci

Artist

DDG

Genre

랩/힙합

Release Date

2021.09.17

Release Agency

Sony Music

Big bank Ruccis on the dashboard
scratch that
Shorty got good handles
on the ball like a halfback
Made a million dollars off a screen
I don't sell crack
But I still make it do a cartwheel
Take one brick
make it three and put the fiend in
Lil cuh made world news
he on CNN
5 bodies one day
made him a general
Snitch shit hoe shit
we don't even get into them
Made a hunnid off of show biz
50 off of a hoe biz
I put your ass on a Tee
like I know Grizz
Remember I slapped you out
in 3rd grade
boy you been hoe
I been up since 16
boy you been broke
Baccarat and runts make it hard to
keep the hoes off
6 centiliter makе the whole gang
dose off
Soft top Wranglеr riding round
with the doors off
White bitch finna snort
her whole nose off
I'm in Candyman pop
sparkles in the paint
This the Candyman drop
chains like a slave
This the Candyland guap
shirt say Balen len and
so do my socks
Rich Homie Quan nigga still going in
and I ain't ever gon' stop
Whip the dick I nutted on her lashes
she ain't see it coming
Bape ape when it come to beef
you don't see me running
Flying through the streets
doing donuts in the Culinan
Bad Spanish bitch she on my balls
she gon' juggle them
Niggas too flaw and they wonder
why I don't fuck with them
Made it to the top
so I gotta bring my brethren
Rap shit gravy but with the drip
imma smother them
Showed up with VVs
and I left a puddle there
Fucking on nini
and I left my cutter there
Snatch a bitch wig
when I hit it from the back
Maybach Benz I ain't pushin no 'lac
Hellcat Durango
we don't fuck with no Scats
Took the Rolls Royce Wraith
and I put it on flats Yeah yeah
These are all facts not fictional
In her mouth
I explode like a missile do
Niggas snake
they be faker than mystical braids
In the trenches in the yak
I be missin' them days
Niggas turned they back on me
I was broke as fuck
Now when they see me
they be asking Can I hold a buck
Ain't nothing to hit the nearest
corner and hold a cup
We just hit the opps and
spinned the block and
they know it was us
Yeah stop the capping
you know what's up
I be in the city with a stick
and for sure it's tucked
Moncler moose knuckles
nobody cold as us
I done seen rich niggas
go from gold to dust
He a snitch nigga
that what was told to us
Kill a bitch nigga
over what's owed to us
Louis Cartier on me
I'm in newport right now
ain't got a square on me
Rocking Yeezy season
two with the tear on it
Diamonds bright
lightshow like a fair on me
50 thousand dollars for a mink
it's a bear on me
Rollie like a G6 Tire
its a spare on me
SOS Woo woo
Ric Flair on em'
Silence on the tip Pew pew
went there on em'
Poppin' all these percocets
I can't feel shit
Go to jail she stayed down
that's a real bitch
Won't ever give my heart
to a thot hoe
You know I got the juice
like a pot roast
I'm forever for the streets
like a pothole
Mike Amiri jeans with the thigh pads
I'm connected to the hood
like an iPad
Big bank Ruccis on the dashboard
scratch that
Shorty got good handles
on the ball like a halfback
Made a million dollars off a screen
I don't sell crack
But I still make it do a cartwheel
Take one brick
make it three and put the fiend in
Lil cuh made world news
he on CNN
5 bodies one day
made him a general
Snitch shit hoe shit
we don't even get into them