thailand Lyrics

thailand - Roddy Ricch

...

"thailand"

Ayy, ayy, ayy

Ayy, ayy, ayy

What you say?

Flew my bitch out from Thailand, yeah, she do the most

My niggas hot like some Cayenne, sittin' in your throat

They spend a quarter million in the private, just for the show

Shawty gon' call a nigga your highness, 'cause we fuck on the low

And I get it, 'bout twelve for a key

If a nigga playin' chess, I'm king

My niggas ridin' with berettas fuck a steam

You know I'm poppin' every little team

Got a lot of heat (Ayy), got a lot of hundreds (Yeah)

Told about a bitch (Ayy), with a lot of money

You know Bird loungin' by the pool

You know Donbo comin' with the woo

I think Keefa just bought some new sneakers

Five-thousand, and bitches brand new

I was right on the jet' with lil' celly

He my lil' bro, but that nigga heavy

I spent twenty-five thou' on her titties

They took her ass fat right out her belly

I want some diamonds, I want some baguetties

Elliantte callin' every time I'm ready

Off a couple bars, I don't need a medic

If I did it, then I meant it and I said it

Dwayne Wade, I kept the heat

Say she a squirter, it got wet on the seat

I got a burden like a man in a meet

Feel like I buy another safe every week

Fivi said she a wetty

I was sittin' at the trap house

Whippin' shit out the crocker like Betty

All a nigga need 'bout ten racks

He'll pop you if you pop thirties

My lil' nigga do dirty

He just need the lil' wordie

Give a fuck 'bout the verdict

Flew my bitch out from Thailand, yeah, she do the most

My niggas hot like some Cayenne, sittin' in your throat

They spend a quarter million in the private, just for the show

Shawty gon' call a nigga your highness, 'cause we fuck on the low

And I get it, 'bout twelve for a key

If a nigga playin' chess, I'm king

My niggas ridin' with berettas fuck a steam

You know I'm poppin' every little team

Got a lot of heat (Ayy), got a lot of hundreds (Yeah)

Told about a bitch (Ayy), with a lot of money

Ayy, if I got the time, fuck her like a menace

Open up her tonsils like she at the dentist

Rain checks, had to work on my penmanship

What you got, I spent more on my fit, I spent more on my bitch

Twenty bitches on top of the Ritz

Got the store, you should cop you some kicks

We gettin' money hooray-hooray-hooray

Havin' doley on doley, ain't talkin' no stimulus

We went to war for this shit

When you stackin' up paper on paper on paper

You gon' need some more of this shit

Livin' prototype they gon' copy a nigga

I done spent some Ms on my property, nigga

Got rich off "The Box" how I box me a nigga

Flew my bitch out from Thailand, yeah, she do the most

My niggas hot like some Cayenne, sittin' in your throat

They spend a quarter million in the private, just for the show

Shawty gon' call a nigga your highness, 'cause we fuck on the low

And I get it, 'bout twelve for a key

If a nigga playin' chess, I'm king

My niggas ridin' with berettas fuck a steam

You know I'm poppin' every little team

Got a lot of heat (Ayy), got a lot of hundreds (Yeah)

Told about a bitch (Ayy), with a lot of money