Every Season
Roddy Ricch Lyrics


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Beezo need cash only, you dig?
(That boy Cassius)

I just been ballin' out every season
Know it's some niggas I left in the bleachers
I just been married to double cup
I got to pour me a four inside another liter
Tie up the bands and then run it up
I got to put the new bales inside of the freezer
Back at the trap I was duckin' them people
Duckin' the birds, sendin' out them eagles
All of my diamonds gone buss out the meter
I'm drippin' water, nigga, Aquafina
Damn, that bitch cappin' if she think I need her
Hit it one time and then I gotta leave her
I'm a real street nigga
Gotta keep it a rack with my people
Turn the whole squad to bosses
I can't be kickin' shit like I'm Adidas

Young nigga pullin' up inside the Bentley truck
I just be poppin' shit like hot grease
I 'member days sittin' at the trap
'Bout to call the plug, gotta cop three
Looked up to Pablo Escobar, Money Meech, and Chapo
That's my top three
Bitch, I was servin' the sidewalk
Then I copped the drop hopped in the streets
You can't name a young nigga that's hot as me
All my niggas do murders and robberies
Got about twenty racks in the Robin Jeans
Nigga's thinkin' I won off the lottery
When I hop in the push start with the pounds
Niggas know that it ain't no stoppin' me
Outta town champ like Mayweather
Got a new crib off the boxin' ring
Put the new Forgiatos on the Jeep
Run up thirty in a week
I just fuck her, I don't keep
.45 under the pillow
Forty-five thousand in the sheets
I want the bag, nigga
I can't trust no ho if I know she ain't married to me
Bitch, I done got this shit up out the streets
Red gut period blood on my seats

I just been ballin' out every season
Know it's some niggas I left in the bleachers
I just been married to double cup
I got to pour me a four inside another liter
Tie up the bands and then run it up
I got to put the new bales inside of the freezer
Back at the trap I was duckin' them people
Duckin' the birds, sendin' out them eagles
All of my diamonds gone buss out the meter
I'm drippin' water, nigga, Aquafina
Damn, that bitch cappin' if she think I need her
Hit it one time and then I gotta leave her
I'm a real street nigga
Gotta keep it a rack with my people
Turn the whole squad to bosses
I can't be kickin' shit like I'm Adidas

Rap shit, I ain't gotta cap shit
I've been gettin' cheese like I'm Velveeta
I'm in a two-seater with two bad bitches
Black and White I'm finna have a zebra
She wanna ride in the back
'Cause I've been havin' them racks
I ain't showin'
She say I ain't got them racks
Thought you knew me better than that
But they ain't knowin'
She say my VVS's so annoyin'
I bought a coupe to spoil her
She want to look out the roof in the mornin'
YSL got her a new persona
I want to ball like a triple-double, nigga
Larry Bird with the racks
Livin' my best life, shorty
You can't never get attached
Went to the plug got a couple P's
Then I Randolph, like Zach, ayy
We been sellin' in the projects
Like it's the New Jack City
All my bitches got ass and titties
Got to hop on top the bag and get it
She call me 'cause her main nigga don't beat it up
He somethin' like a pacifist
All a nigga do is sniff her the check
Open her mouth put the dick in her neck
Blue rags, bitches Crippin' the set
I've been trappin' got to get a Patek
Bitch, I'm rich I can't be livin' in debt
She won't be my bitch, I can't fuck with the pets
Her best friend end up givin' me sex
In the Tahoe when I jumped out the jet
Yeah, yeah, yeah

I just been ballin' out every season
Know it's some niggas I left in the bleachers
I just been married to double cup
I got to pour me a four inside another liter
Tie up the bands and then run it up
I got to put the new bales inside of the freezer
Back at the trap I was duckin' them people
Duckin' the birds, sendin' out them eagles
All of my diamonds gone buss out the meter
I'm drippin' water, nigga, Aquafina
Damn, that bitch cappin' if she think I need her
Hit it one time and then I gotta leave her
I'm a real street nigga
Gotta keep it a rack with my people




Turn the whole squad to bosses
I can't be kickin' shit like I'm Adidas

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Roddy Ricch's "Every Season" tell the story of a young man who has come up from humble beginnings and made a name for himself in the streets. The song opens with a reference to Beezo, who is presumably a close associate of the rapper. The line "Beezo need cash only, you dig?" suggests that they are trying to make money quickly and discreetly. The next line, "That boy Cassius," is a reference to Cassius Clay, the real name of boxing legend Muhammad Ali. This sets the tone for the rest of the song, which is all about riches and success.


The chorus of "Every Season" features the line "I just been ballin' out every season," which is a reference to the rapper's continued success. He knows that there are people who doubted him or dismissed him in the past, but he has come out on top. He also mentions "niggas I left in the bleachers," which is a metaphor for those who underestimated him. The rapper has "married to double cup," which is a reference to a popular drug cocktail consisting of codeine and promethazine. This is a common theme in hip hop music and represents the rapper's connection to the world of drug dealing and hustling. He discusses running up money and tying up bands, which are both phrases that refer to making a lot of cash quickly. The rapper discusses his past life at the trap, a slang term for a drug den, where he used to dodge the police and send out drugs to his customers.


Overall, "Every Season" reflects the rapper's youth and his experience growing up in a gritty street environment. He talks about the lifestyle of drug dealing and the desire to elevate himself beyond it. Yet, the song also reflects a certain pride in his origins and his ability to make it to the top despite the obstacles.


Line by Line Meaning

Beezo need cash only, you dig?
Beezo only needs monetary compensation, do you understand?


(That boy Cassius)
Referring to a person named Cassius


I just been ballin' out every season
I have been continuously achieving success in my life


Know it's some niggas I left in the bleachers
I left some people behind who were not interested in achieving success like me


I just been married to double cup
I have been loyal to my drug addiction


I got to pour me a four inside another liter
I need to mix another unit of robitussin and soda


Tie up the bands and then run it up
Collect all the money and then increase it further


I got to put the new bales inside of the freezer
I need to store my new drugs in the freezer


Back at the trap I was duckin' them people
I was avoiding the police when selling drugs


Duckin' the birds, sendin' out them eagles
Avoiding the police and sending out my associates to handle the situation


All of my diamonds gone buss out the meter
The amount of diamonds on my necklace is blindingly bright


I'm drippin' water, nigga, Aquafina
My jewelry is sparkling like water, specifically like Aquafina water


Damn, that bitch cappin' if she think I need her
That girl is lying to herself if she thinks I need her help or company


Hit it one time and then I gotta leave her
I will only have sexual intercourse with a girl once and then leave her


I'm a real street nigga
I am an authentic gangster


Gotta keep it a rack with my people
I need to be honest with my associates


Turn the whole squad to bosses
Empower all my associates to become their own bosses


I can't be kickin' shit like I'm Adidas
I can't be wasting time like Adidas shoes


Young nigga pullin' up inside the Bentley truck
A young gangster drives a shiny and expensive car


I just be poppin' shit like hot grease
I just talk a lot and brag about myself


I 'member days sittin' at the trap
I remember old days of selling drugs in dangerous places


'Bout to call the plug, gotta cop three
I need to call the drug supplier to buy three more units


Looked up to Pablo Escobar, Money Meech, and Chapo
I admire powerful drug lords such as Pablo Escobar, Money Meech, and Chapo


That's my top three
These are the top three drug lords I admire


Bitch, I was servin' the sidewalk
I used to sell drugs on the street


Then I copped the drop hopped in the streets
Then I purchased a car and started selling drugs from there


You can't name a young nigga that's hot as me
No other young gangster is as successful as I am


All my niggas do murders and robberies
All of my associates commit violent crimes


Got about twenty racks in the Robin Jeans
Got about twenty thousand dollars in the Robin jeans


Nigga's thinkin' I won off the lottery
People think I am wealthy through playing the lottery, when in reality I am wealthy through drug dealing


When I hop in the push start with the pounds
When I get in the car with the drugs


Niggas know that it ain't no stoppin' me
People know that I cannot be stopped


Outta town champ like Mayweather
I am a champion in other towns like Mayweather


Got a new crib off the boxin' ring
I bought a new house from the money I earned from boxing


Put the new Forgiatos on the Jeep
Put new Forgiato brand wheels on my Jeep


Run up thirty in a week
Earn thirty thousand dollars in a week


I just fuck her, I don't keep
I have sex with girls but I do not keep them as my girlfriends


.45 under the pillow
I keep a .45 caliber gun under my pillow for protection


Forty-five thousand in the sheets
I keep forty-five thousand dollars in cash under my bed covers


I want the bag, nigga
I want to make money


I can't trust no ho if I know she ain't married to me
I can't trust a girl if she is not committed to me and married to me


Bitch, I done got this shit up out the streets
I got all of my wealth from selling drugs


Red gut period blood on my seats
There is dried period blood on my car seats


Rap shit, I ain't gotta cap shit
I don't need to pretend about anything in my rap lyrics


I've been gettin' cheese like I'm Velveeta
I have been obtaining money easily


I'm in a two-seater with two bad bitches
I am in a two-seat car with two attractive women


Black and White I'm finna have a zebra
I am buying something black and white and likening it to having a zebra


She wanna ride in the back
She wants to sit in the back of the car


'Cause I've been havin' them racks
I have been possessing a lot of money


She say I ain't got them racks
She thinks I do not have a lot of money


Thought you knew me better than that
I thought you knew me better than that to doubt my financial ability


But they ain't knowin'
They are not aware of my true financial status


She say my VVS's so annoyin'
She says my jewelry is too shiny and annoying


I bought a coupe to spoil her
I bought an expensive car to show her love


She want to look out the roof in the mornin'
She wants to look at the sky through the roof of the car in the morning


YSL got her a new persona
She has a new personality, thanks to Yves Saint Laurent brand clothing


I want to ball like a triple-double, nigga
I want to succeed in three major areas of life, just like a triple-double in basketball


Larry Bird with the racks
I want to succeed just like Larry Bird, a basketball player, with a lot of money


Livin' my best life, shorty
I am living my best life, girl


You can't never get attached
You cannot get attached to me in a romantic sense


Went to the plug got a couple P's
I went to the drug supplier and got a couple of units


Then I Randolph, like Zach, ayy
Like Zach Randolph, a basketball player, I began to sell drugs


We been sellin' in the projects
We have been selling drugs in neighborhood housing projects


Like it's the New Jack City
We sell drugs as if it's a movie named New Jack City


All my bitches got ass and titties
All of the girls I am associated with have attractive body features


Got to hop on top the bag and get it
I need to get on top of making money


She call me 'cause her main nigga don't beat it up
She calls me for sex because her boyfriend is not satisfying her in bed


He somethin' like a pacifist
Her boyfriend is passive in bed


All a nigga do is sniff her the check
All I do is give her a portion of my money


Open her mouth put the dick in her neck
I put my penis in her mouth and throat


Blue rags, bitches Crippin' the set
I have blue bandanas and girls wearing blue clothes supporting my gang


I've been trappin' got to get a Patek
I have been selling drugs and I want to buy a Patek Philippe watch


Bitch, I'm rich I can't be livin' in debt
I am rich and I cannot live in debt


She won't be my bitch, I can't fuck with the pets
If a girl is not loyal to me, I cannot be associated with her


Her best friend end up givin' me sex
Her best friend had sex with me


In the Tahoe when I jumped out the jet
I got out of a private jet and got into a Chevrolet Tahoe car


Yeah, yeah, yeah
An expression of excitement




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Written by: Bishop Grinnage, Joshua Cross, Rodrick Moore

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"THE LYRICS "
I just been Ballin' out every season
Know it's some niggas I left in the bleachers
I just been married to double cup
I got to pour me a four inside another liter
Tie up the bands and then run it up
I got to put the new bails inside of the freezer
Back at the trap I was ducking them people
Ducking them birds sending them eagles
All of my diamonds gone buss out the meter
I'm dripping water nigga, Aquafina
Damn that bitch cappin' if she think I need her
Hit it one time and I got to leave her
I'm a real street nigga
Gotta keep it a rack with my people
Turn the whole squad to bosses
I can't be kickin' shit like I'm Adidas

Young nigga pullin' up inside the Bentley truck
I just be poppin' shit like hot grease
I remember days sitting at the trap
Bout to call the plug gotta cop three
Look up to Pablo Escobar, Money Meech, and Chapo
That's my top three
Bitch I was serving the sidewalk
Then I copped the drop hopped in the streets
You can't name a young nigga that's hot as me
All my niggas do murders and robberies
Got about 20 racks in the Robin Jeans
Niggas thinking I won off the lottery
When I hop in the push start with the pound
Niggas know that it ain't no stopping me
Outta town champ like Mayweather
Got a new crib off the boxing ring
Put the new Forgiatos on the Jeep
Run up thirty in a week
I just fuck her I don't keep
Forty-Five Under the pillow
Forty-Five Thousand in the sheets
I want the bag nigga
I can't trust no hoe if I know she ain't married to me
Bitch I done got this shit up out the streets
Red gut period blood on my seats

I just been ballin' out every season
Know it's some niggas I left in the bleachers
I just been married to double cup
I got to pour me a four inside another liter
Tie up the bands and then run it up
I got to put the new bails inside of the freezer
Back at the trap I was ducking them people
Ducking them birds sending out them eagles
All of my diamonds gone buss out the meter
I'm dripping water nigga, Aquafina
Damn that bitch cappin' if she think I need her
Hit it one time and I got to leave her
I'm a real street nigga
Gotta keep it a rack with my people
Turn the whole squad to bosses
I can't be kickin' shit like I'm Adidas

Rap shit
I ain't got to cap shit
I've been gettin' cheese like I'm Velveeta
I'm in a two seater with two bad bitches
Black and White I'm finna have a zebra
She want to ride in the back
Cause I've been having them racks
I ain't showing
She say I ain't got them racks
Thought you knew me better than that
But they ain't knowing
She say my VVS's so annoying
I bought a coupe to spoil her
She want to look out the roof in the morning
YSL got her a new persona
I want to ball like a Triple-double nigga
Larry Bird with the racks
Livin' my best life, shorty
You can't never get attached
Went to the plug got a couple P's
Then I Ran-dolph like Zach (Hey)
We been sellin' in the projects
Like it's the New Jack City
All my bitches got ass and titties
Got to hop on top the bag and get it
She call me cause her main nigga don't beat it up
He some' like a pacifist
All a nigga do is sniff her the check
Open her mouth put the dick in her neck
Blue rags bitches crippin' the set
I've been trapping got to get a Patek
Bitch I'm rich I can't be livin' in debt
She won't be my bitch
I can't fuck with the pets
Her best friend end up givin' me sex
In the Tahoe when I jumped out the jet
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah

I just been ballin' out every season
Know it's some niggas I left in the bleachers
I just been married to double cup
I got to pour me a four inside another liter
Tie up the bands and then run it up
I got to put the new bails inside of the freezer
Back at the trap I was ducking them people
Ducking them birds sending out them eagles
All of my diamonds gone buss out the meter
I'm dripping water nigga, Aquafina
Damn that bitch cappin' if she think I need her
Hit it one time and I got to leave her
I'm a real street nigga
Gotta keep it a rack with my people
Turn the whole squad to bosses
I can't be kickin' shit like I'm Adidas



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