Intro
Roddy Ricch Lyrics


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Whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa-whoa-whoa

From out the streets, became a millionaire
I know niggas started in the trap, and they still there
'Member I was robbin', I bought jewelry and I still wear it
Came a long way with all my niggas, and they still here
My big bro behind bars, fightin' two hundred years
I got that call, I lost my dawg, and I don't know how to feel
Gotta stay on savage time, you know it's war time
I remember I ain't used to leave the house without my .45
I ain't got no time
'Member papi had the Mackie at the stop sign
Shit was too, too real
I got my Glock, and laid 'em down, nigga, you knew the deal
That's why I moved to the Hills, and I'm new to it
'Cause I ain't sure when my dawg had to make the news reel
Got Promethazine in my eyes, I'm cryin' purple tears
The streets left me cold-hearted, they hurt me still
Uh, that's why I'm on tour, that's why my house a resort
That's why I got the four by four
I remember when I was low, tryna trap in front of the store
Hop fences on the police, from handcuffs to Rollies
These hoes didn't know a nigga, now she claim she know me
I been countin' up the bag, yeah, yeah
I get the low on the bag, I'm fuckin' up yens
Go get the birdie, birdie, nigga, I need some hens
Thirty before thirty, I been settin' trends
Hop on the Forbes, I hop on the Forbes, I hop on the Forbes
I been countin' millions every time I board
Spend your whole budget in the designer store
Walk inside my closet, it's designer galore
Bad bitch give me ya-ya in an Aventador
Bad bitch give me neck
Flooded my wrist, it's wet, wet, wet, wet, wet, wet, wet, wet
I'm 'bout to pack up the whole house, put it inside the suitcase
Put my dick inside her mouth like it's Crest toothpaste
Yeah, she gave me head, like a toupée, huh
Got twenty hoes, they all my roommates, huh
Ten in the bed, ten in the pool bed, huh
I need some bread, been trappin' for two days
If he rockin' with the opps, we gotta wet the block
Got my Glock in the Dior, but I got on Gucci socks




Drip too hard, you can't ride this wave
Put my baby mama and my mom in a Bentayga

Overall Meaning

Roddy Ricch's song Intro is a reflection on his journey from the streets to becoming a millionaire. The first verse acknowledges his humble beginnings and the people he started with, who have not made it as far as he has. Ricch raps about how he has come a long way from his days of robbing and carrying a gun everywhere he went. He also shares the pain of losing his friend and how life has taught him to be savage and always ready for war.


The second verse shows the success he has achieved, including going on tours, having mansions, and having a closet filled with designer clothes. However, he also highlights the sacrifices he has had to make to get where he is today, including hustling to make money and spending time away from his loved ones. The verse ends with him boasting about his wealth and his ability to please women.


Overall, Intro is a song that showcases Roddy Ricch's journey from the streets to the top of the rap game. It paints a picture of his experiences and demonstrates how he has overcome adversity to become successful.


Line by Line Meaning

From out the streets, became a millionaire
I started from nothing, struggled in the streets, and worked hard to become a millionaire.


I know niggas started in the trap, and they still there
I know people who started selling drugs and are still stuck in that life.


'Member I was robbin', I bought jewelry and I still wear it
I used to rob people, but I worked hard and now I can afford to buy and wear nice jewelry.


Came a long way with all my niggas, and they still here
I have come a long way with my friends and they are still by my side.


My big bro behind bars, fightin' two hundred years
My older brother is in prison, serving a 200-year sentence.


I got that call, I lost my dawg, and I don't know how to feel
I received a call that my close friend had died and I am unsure how to emotionally process it.


Gotta stay on savage time, you know it's war time
I have to stay focused and maintain a savage mentality because it's a tough world out there.


I remember I ain't used to leave the house without my .45
I used to always carry a gun and felt unsafe without it.


I ain't got no time
I don't have time for nonsense or distractions.


'Member papi had the Mackie at the stop sign
I remember my father had a gun at the stop sign.


Shit was too, too real
The experiences I went through were incredibly intense and hard to believe.


I got my Glock, and laid 'em down, nigga, you knew the deal
I shot someone with my Glock, and they knew what they were getting into.


That's why I moved to the Hills, and I'm new to it
I moved to a wealthier neighborhood and am getting used to living in a new environment.


'Cause I ain't sure when my dawg had to make the news reel
Because I am unsure when one of my friends might make the news due to some dangerous situation they are in.


Got Promethazine in my eyes, I'm cryin' purple tears
I am crying while on Promethazine and my tears are tinted purple.


The streets left me cold-hearted, they hurt me still
Growing up in the streets and facing difficult circumstances has made me cold-hearted and I still struggle with painful memories.


Uh, that's why I'm on tour, that's why my house a resort
That's why I go on tours and why my house is like a luxury resort.


That's why I got the four by four
That's why I own a four-wheeled drive vehicle.


I remember when I was low, tryna trap in front of the store
I recall when I was struggling financially and tried to sell drugs in front of a store to make a living.


Hop fences on the police, from handcuffs to Rollies
I used to have to escape from the police by jumping over fences, but now I own expensive Rolex watches.


These hoes didn't know a nigga, now she claim she know me
These girls who ignored me in the past are now claiming they know me.


I been countin' up the bag, yeah, yeah
I have been saving a lot of money.


I get the low on the bag, I'm fuckin' up yens
I get a discount on drugs and am making a lot of profit.


Go get the birdie, birdie, nigga, I need some hens
Go get the drugs, because I need to make a lot of money.


Thirty before thirty, I been settin' trends
I want to achieve a lot before I turn 30 and have set a trend of hard work and ambition.


Hop on the Forbes, I hop on the Forbes, I hop on the Forbes
I have been featured on Forbes magazine multiple times.


I been countin' millions every time I board
I count my millions every time I board a plane for a new tour.


Spend your whole budget in the designer store
I spend a lot of money on designer clothes and accessories.


Walk inside my closet, it's designer galore
My closet is full of designer clothes.


Bad bitch give me ya-ya in an Aventador
A beautiful woman is giving me oral sex in a luxurious Aventador car.


Bad bitch give me neck
A beautiful woman is giving me oral sex.


Flooded my wrist, it's wet, wet, wet, wet, wet, wet, wet, wet
My wrist is covered in expensive jewelry and watches.


I'm 'bout to pack up the whole house, put it inside the suitcase
I am preparing to move and packing up everything I own in a suitcase.


Put my dick inside her mouth like it's Crest toothpaste
I had sex with a woman and made her give me oral sex, as effortless as putting toothpaste on a toothbrush.


Yeah, she gave me head, like a toupée, huh
She gave me really good oral sex, it felt like a hairpiece.


Got twenty hoes, they all my roommates, huh
I have 20 women living with me as roommates.


Ten in the bed, ten in the pool bed, huh
I have 10 women in my bed and 10 in the pool bed.


I need some bread, been trappin' for two days
I need some money and have been selling drugs for two days straight.


If he rockin' with the opps, we gotta wet the block
If someone is associated with my enemies, we have to take action to eliminate them.


Got my Glock in the Dior, but I got on Gucci socks
I am carrying my gun while wearing designer clothes and accessories.


Drip too hard, you can't ride this wave
I have too much swag and style, you wouldn't be able to handle it.


Put my baby mama and my mom in a Bentayga
I bought a luxury Bentley Bentayga car for both my mom and my baby mama.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Eduardo Burgess, Jacob Canady, Jonathan Delarosa, Rodrick Moore

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Jingle Jingle

Whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa-whoa-whoa

[Verse]
From out the streets, became a millionaire
I know niggas started in the trap, and they still there
'Member I was robbin', I bought jewelry and I still wear it
Came a long way with all my niggas, and they still here
My big bro behind bars, for like two hundred years
I got that call, I lost my dawg, and I don't know how to feel
Gotta stay on savage time, you know it's war time
I remember I ain't used to leave the house without my .45
I ain't got no time
'Member Papi had the Mackie at the stop sign
Shit was too, too real
I got my Glock, and laid 'em down, nigga, you knew the deal
That's why I moved to the Hills, and I'm new to it
'Cause I ain't sure when my dawg had to make the news reel
Got promethazine in my eyes, I'm cryin' purple tears
The streets left me cold-hearted, they hurt me still
Uh, and that's why I'm on tour, that's why my house a resort
That's why I got the four by four
I remember when I was low, tryna trap in front of the store
Hop fences on the police, from handcuffs to Rollies
These hoes didn't know a nigga, now she claim she know me
I been counting' up the bag, yeah, yeah
I get the low on the bag, I'm fuckin' up yams
I go get the birdie, birdie, nigga, I need some hens
Thirty before thirty, I been settin' trends
Hop on the Forbes, I hop on the Forbes, I hop on the Forbes
I been countin' millions every time I board
Spend your whole budget in the designer store
Walk inside my closet, it's designer galore
Bad bitch give me ya-ya in an Aventador
Bad bitch give me ne-e-e-e-e-e-e-eck
Flooded my wrist, it's wet, wet, wet, wet, wet, wet, wet, wet
I'm boutta pack up the whole house, put it inside this suitcase
Put my dick inside her mouth like it's Crest toothpaste
Yeah, she gave me head, like a toupée, huh
Got twenty hoes, they all my roommates, huh
Ten in the bed, ten in the pool bed
I need some bread, been trappin' for two days
If he rockin' with the opps, we gotta wet the block
Got my Glock in the Dior, but I got on Gucci socks
Drip too hard, you can't ride this wave
Put my baby mama and my mom in a Bentayga



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Roddy Ricch

‘LIVE LIFE FAST’ out now 🦅: https://RoddyRicch.lnk.to/LLFID

Quinton -Topic

it is not good enough compared to your other albums . Love u tho roddy

The Saint of Hope

Excuse Me For Being Antisocial > Live Life Fast

ferris

Yessir

Jy

nah id rather bump this

Donald 333

Keep it up roddy live life fast wasn’t too good but keep working at it

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eli

THAT BEAT SWITCH 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

Ricardo Hernandez

Just a Kid trying 😂😂😂💀💀

TAY HERBO

Just a Kid trying on god

Ayo Sim

Prod by atl Jacob

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