Roddy Ricch Tip Toe Lyrics


Tip Toe by Roddy Ricch

Rose gold Rollie, I'm the n_gga
Put the whole damn hood on
Patron of the new, I help put the drip on
Ask me how many n_ggas I done put on
My private plane's 'bout to fly with the good O's
I f_ck with boujee b_tches, f_ck a hood hoe
Hit that b_tch from the back and told her, "Ditto"
Sitting adjacent, a n_gga had to get low
She looking at the Patek like some Skittles
Her husband been talking tough, I turned her widow
Giuseppe got me on my tip toe
Why you wifin' on the flip hoe?
'Bout to strap it, playing give and go
Serving junkies out the window
Tried to rob us, got Extendo
We ain't playing no pretend though

Sipping on this codeine, a n_gga gotta speak my mind
I remember we was having pope on them behind, yeah, yeah
I'm gettin' money, I can see the hate inside his eyes, yeah, yeah
F_ck a b_tch, I had to grab her by the waist
Hit the p_ssy till I knock it outta place

In a V12, get a lot of face
Spare the details, finished on her face
And I had the strap when I caught my case
Just got the grow house started in the Bay
I made a hundred plays in a day
Put a AirB b_tch inside of the face
And I got the hood damn near riding every day
Putting money on the opps, no face, no case

Rose gold Rollie, I'm the n_gga
Put the whole damn hood on
Patron of the new, I had put the drip on
Ask me how many n_ggas I done put on
My private plane's 'bout to fly with the good Os
I f_ck with boujee b_tches, f_ck a hood hoe
Hit that b_tch from the back and told her, "Ditto"
Sitting adjacent, a n_gga had to get low
She looking at the Patek like some Skittles
Her husband been talking tough, I turned her widow
Giuseppe got me on my tip toe
Why you wifin' on the flip hoe?
'Bout to strap it, playing give and go
Serving junkies out the window
Tried to rob us, got Extendo
We ain't playing no pretend though

Balenciaga wearing ass n_gga
Hoodied up with a mask, n_gga
Sh_t snatched, now you want it back, n_gga
I just hope you don't go and rat, n_gga
Long Johns, right under the strap, n_gga
That's for you staring ass n_ggas
Sawed-off head tap, double tap, n_ggas
That's for you rat n_ggas

No, I can't do no 9-to-5
Nah, nah, nah
I went to work with the strap, n_gga
I came around with five
Roddy came with six and we got 11 straps with us
F_ck with my ride or die
Holes in your body, n_gga, like Spongebob, and backflip it
Go ta-da-da, ta-da-da
N_gga, I know magic

Rose gold Rollie, I'm the n_gga
Put the whole damn hood on
Patron of the new, I had put the drip on
Ask me how many n_ggas I done put on
My private plane's 'bout to fly with the good Os
I f_ck with boujee b_tches, f_ck a hood hoe
Hit that b_tch from the back and told her, "Ditto"
Sitting adjacent, a n_gga had to get low
She looking at the Patek like some Skittles
Her husband been talking tough, I turned her widow
Giuseppe got me on my tip toe
Why you wifin' on the flip hoe?
'Bout to strap it, playing give and go
Serving junkies out the window
Tried to rob us, got Extendo
We ain't playing no pretend though

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