Stack It Up
Roddy Ricch Lyrics


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I gotta get that shit, like, right
Feel me?
That shit could be hard
Lowkey

I send back the five, tell shorty I love her
She still gon' act like I ain't done enough
These bitches be lying, I ain't got the time
That's why I'm in love with my double cup
I'm out of my mind, my words be slidin'
I bought a new 'Maro to fuck it up
I bought Mercedes to fuck it up
I bought a AP to fuck it up
I'm just tryna run the cake up
Versace sheets just to make love
Got a private just to make drugs
'Cause I'm tryna flood the face up
I been fuckin' with the same plug
I been fuckin' with these rich niggas
Had to whip it with my wrist, nigga
Then I got it on my wrist, nigga
Yeah, yeah

Conversations of a rich nigga brought the consequences of a rich nigga
I seen too many niggas switch, nigga
I could never be a bitch nigga
Ain't nobody give me shit, I got it on my own
Score with no assist, nigga
Pyrex or a hit, nigga
Either way, I'll be a rich nigga
Have you ever been whippin' the dope so good, you think that the feds watchin'?
'Cause my OGs, they been whippin' the dope up
My niggas got most of they bread flockin'
Feel like burger, I'm stackin' the cheese
They nickname the trap "Red Robin"
I was tryna push work with you
Your mans came, now the feds knockin'
Now I wanna run it up, nigga
Purple Fanta in the cup, nigga
VVS's straight from Avianne
You claim you 'bout it, nigga, why you lyin'?
Got yours, had to make mine
Push packs 'cross state lines
You bitches always tryna take the check
See a baller then they break they neck
Yeah, yeah

I send back the five, tell shorty I love her
She still gon' act like I ain't done enough
These bitches be lying, I ain't got the time
That's why I'm in love with my double cup
I'm out of my mind, my words be slidin'
I bought a new 'Maro to fuck it up
I bought Mercedes to fuck it up
I bought a AP to fuck it up
I'm just tryna run the cake up
Versace sheets just to make love
Got a private just to make drugs
'Cause I'm tryna flood the face up
I been fuckin' with the same plug
I been fuckin' with these rich niggas
Had to whip it with my wrist, nigga
Then I got it on my wrist, nigga
Yeah, yeah

Young nigga got it out the mud
Whipped my wrist and tore the vacant up
And it's always been "fuck the law"
So I can never pick the bacon up
I run the bands up, why you playin' with me?
My life a movie, livin' HD
My jeweler called, he got a AP
I keep my dogs, no snakes with me
Seen false niggas live a long time and the real niggas die young
Yeah, yeah
I seen a boss nigga get shot
He took a loss, then he got high
They look through the blinds, give them the time
Fuck the police, we just shake the spot
Put the Ps in the duffel bag
Lil' brother gotta take the Glock
Main reason I don't fuck with you niggas
You run them digits then you turn snitch
All your dogs got locked up
Then your best friend was a sherm stick
I wasn't born a baller, I had to stack it up, I had to learn this
Everything I got, I earned it
Sit back, wait your turn, bitch

I send back the five, tell shorty I love her
She still gon' act like I ain't done enough
These bitches be lying, I ain't got the time
That's why I'm in love with my double cup
I'm out of my mind, my words be slidin'
I bought a new 'Maro to fuck it up
I bought Mercedes to fuck it up
I bought a AP to fuck it up
I'm just tryna run the cake up
Versace sheets just to make love
Got a private just to make drugs
'Cause I'm tryna flood the face up
I been fuckin' with the same plug
I been fuckin' with these rich niggas
Had to whip it with my wrist, nigga




Then I got it on my wrist, nigga
Yeah, yeah

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Roddy Ricch's "Fucc It Up" have multiple meanings that can be interpreted differently by each listener. The verse includes references to drug dealing, luxury cars, jewelry, and the harsh realities of street life. Roddy Ricch raps about his hustle and the consequences of being a "rich nigga." He talks about his girl and how she acts ungrateful even though he has done enough for her. The chorus comprises of lyrics like "I send back the five, tell shorty I love her, She still gon' act like I ain't done enough, These bitches be lying, I ain't got the time, That's why I'm in love with my double cup." The artist talks about his affinity for double cups, which is often associated with codeine consumption, and how he uses luxury cars, expensive jewelry, and high-quality drugs to flaunt his wealth.


The second verse talks about the pitfalls of the drug dealing lifestyle, including the chance of getting caught by the police, and the importance of loyalty among gang members. He mentions that he came from humble beginnings and had to "get it out the mud." He proudly talks about his hard-earned success and the fact that he never snitched on anyone. He also mentions that he doesn't trust anyone who runs digits and who snitches on their friends.


Overall, Roddy Ricch's "Fucc It Up" exhibits his gritty and unapologetic style of rap, highlighting his accomplishments through drug dealing while exploring the harsh realities of street life.


Line by Line Meaning

I gotta get that shit, like, right
I need to acquire that thing immediately.


Feel me?
Do you understand what I’m saying?


That shit could be hard
It can be difficult to obtain that thing.


Lowkey
In secret, without attracting attention.


I send back the five, tell shorty I love her
I return the money, then confess my feelings to the girl.


She still gon' act like I ain't done enough
She won’t acknowledge my efforts.


These bitches be lying, I ain't got the time
I don't have time for girls who lie.


That's why I'm in love with my double cup
That's why I have an affinity for codeine.


I'm out of my mind, my words be slidin'
When I'm high on lean, I'm not thinking clearly.


I bought a new 'Maro to fuck it up
I purchased a new Camaro just to go hard in it.


I bought Mercedes to fuck it up
I purchased a Mercedes Benz just to stunt in it.


I bought a AP to fuck it up
I bought Audemars Piguet watch just to show it off.


I'm just tryna run the cake up
I'm trying to make even more money.


Versace sheets just to make love
I'm using expensive sheets to have sex.


Got a private just to make drugs
I rented a private plane to transport drugs.


'Cause I'm tryna flood the face up
I'm trying to sell a large quantity of drugs in a specific area.


I been fuckin' with the same plug
I have been sourcing drugs from the same supplier.


I been fuckin' with these rich niggas
I have been doing business with wealthy individuals.


Had to whip it with my wrist, nigga
I had to mix the drugs using my wrist.


Then I got it on my wrist, nigga
Now I have a watch as a symbol of my wealth.


Conversations of a rich nigga brought the consequences of a rich nigga
The manner in which wealthy individuals discuss their affairs can lead to negative outcomes.


I seen too many niggas switch, nigga
I have witnessed too many people betray their friends.


I could never be a bitch nigga
I am not a coward.


Ain't nobody give me shit, I got it on my own
I earned everything I have without anyone’s help.


Score with no assist, nigga
I accomplished my goals on my own.


Pyrex or a hit, nigga
Either I am cooking drugs in Pyrex or making a hit song.


Either way, I'll be a rich nigga
Either choice will lead to wealth.


Have you ever been whippin' the dope so good, you think that the feds watchin'?
Have you ever made drugs so well that you fear the police are monitoring you?


'Cause my OGs, they been whippin' the dope up
My elders have been making drugs for a while.


My niggas got most of they bread flockin'
My friends are making a lot of money.


Feel like burger, I'm stackin' the cheese
I am making a lot of money like a fast-food restaurant.


They nickname the trap "Red Robin"
They call the location where drugs are made or sold "Red Robin".


I was tryna push work with you
I was attempting to sell drugs with you.


Your mans came, now the feds knockin'
The police came when your associates arrived, now we're in trouble.


Now I wanna run it up, nigga
Now I want to make more money.


Purple Fanta in the cup, nigga
I am currently drinking a grape-flavored soda mixed with codeine.


VVS's straight from Avianne
I purchased high-quality diamonds from Avianne & Co. jewelers.


You claim you 'bout it, nigga, why you lyin'?
You claim that you’re tough, but you’re lying.


Got yours, had to make mine
You achieved success differently than me, I had to make my own way.


Push packs 'cross state lines
Transporting drugs across multiple state borders.


You bitches always tryna take the check
Women always want to take advantage of my wealth.


See a baller then they break they neck
Women twist their neck while looking at rich men.


Young nigga got it out the mud
I built my wealth from the ground up.


Whipped my wrist and tore the vacant up
I cooked drugs and made a lot of money.


And it's always been "fuck the law"
I have always had a disdain for authority.


So I can never pick the bacon up
I would never become a police officer.


I run the bands up, why you playin' with me?
I am making a lot of money, so why are you doubting me?


My life a movie, livin' HD
My life is like a movie, and I am living in high-definition.


My jeweler called, he got a AP
My jeweler called and told me he has an Audemars Piguet watch for me.


I keep my dogs, no snakes with me
I only keep trustworthy individuals with me.


Seen false niggas live a long time and the real niggas die young
I have seen dishonorable people live long lives, while honorable people die young.


I seen a boss nigga get shot
I saw a person in a position of power get shot.


He took a loss, then he got high
After that person experienced a setback, he turned to drugs.


They look through the blinds, give them the time
They are cautious and suspicious of police surveillance.


Fuck the police, we just shake the spot
We don't care about the police, we will continue selling drugs.


Put the Ps in the duffel bag
Put the drugs in a bag for transportation.


Lil' brother gotta take the Glock
My younger sibling needs to have a firearm with him.


Main reason I don't fuck with you niggas
I don't associate with many people because I don't trust them.


You run them digits then you turn snitch
You make money, then you inform on others.


All your dogs got locked up
All of your associates got arrested.


Then your best friend was a sherm stick
Then your closest friend turned to doing drugs.


I wasn't born a baller, I had to stack it up, I had to learn this
I didn't come from a wealthy family, I had to work hard to earn my success.


Everything I got, I earned it
I didn't receive any handouts.


Sit back, wait your turn, bitch
Be patient, your time will come.




Lyrics Β© Songtrust Ave, Peermusic Publishing, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Mistey Garcia, Rodrick Moore

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[Intro]
I gotta get that shit, like, right
Feel me?
That shit could be hard
Lowkey

[Chorus]
I send back the five, tell shorty I love her
She still gon' act like I ain't done enough
These bitches be lying, I ain't got the time
That's why I'm in love with my double cup
I'm out of my mind, my words be slidin'
I bought a new 'Maro to fuck it up
I bought Mercedes to fuck it up
I bought a AP to fuck it up
I'm just tryna run the cake up
Versace sheets just to make love
Got a private just to make drugs
'Cause I'm tryna flood the face up
I been fuckin' with the same plug
I been fuckin' with these rich niggas
Had to whip it with my wrist, nigga
Then I got it on my wrist, nigga
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
Conversations of a rich nigga brought the consequences of a rich nigga
I seen too many niggas switch, nigga
I could never be a bitch nigga
Ain't nobody give me shit, I got it on my own
Score with no assist, nigga
Pyrex or a hit, nigga
Either way, I'll be a rich nigga
Have you ever been whippin' the dope so good, you think that the feds watchin'?
'Cause my O.Gs, they been whippin' the dope up
My niggas got most of they bread flockin'
Feel like burger, I'm stackin' the cheese
They nickname the trap "Red Robin"
I was tryna push work with you
Your mans came, now the feds knockin'
Now I wanna run it up, nigga
Purple Fanta in the cup, nigga
VVS's straight from Avianne
You claim you 'bout it, nigga, why you lyin'?
Got yours, had to make mine
Push packs 'cross state lines
You bitches always tryna take the check
See a baller then they break they neck
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
I send back the five, tell shorty I love her
She still gon' act like I ain't done enough
These bitches be lying, I ain't got the time
That's why I'm in love with my double cup
I'm out of my mind, my words be slidin'
I bought a new 'Maro to fuck it up
I bought Mercedes to fuck it up
I bought a AP to fuck it up
I'm just tryna run the cake up
Versace sheets just to make love
Got a private just to make drugs
'Cause I'm tryna flood the face up
I been fuckin' with the same plug
I been fuckin' with these rich niggas
Had to whip it with my wrist, nigga
Then I got it on my wrist, nigga
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 2]
Young nigga got it out the mud
Whipped my wrist and tore the vacant up
And it's always been "fuck the law"
So I can never pick the bacon up
I run the bands up, why you playin' with me?
My life a movie, livin' HD
My jeweler called, he got a AP
I keep my dogs, no snakes with me
Seen false niggas live a long time and the real niggas die young
Yeah, yeah
I seen a boss nigga get shot
He took a loss, then he got high
They look through the blinds, give them the time
Fuck the police, we just shake the spot
Put the Ps in the duffel bag
Lil' brother gotta take the Glock
Main reason I don't fuck with you niggas
You run them digits then you turn snitch
All your dogs got locked up
Then your best friend was a sherm stick
I wasn't born a baller, I had to stack it up, I had to learn this
Everything I got, I earned it
Sit back, wait your turn, bitch

[Chorus]
I send back the five, tell shorty I love her
She still gon' act like I ain't done enough
These bitches be lying, I ain't got the time
That's why I'm in love with my double cup
I'm out of my mind, my words be slidin'
I bought a new 'Maro to fuck it up
I bought Mercedes to fuck it up
I bought a AP to fuck it up
I'm just tryna run the cake up
Versace sheets just to make love
Got a private just to make drugs
'Cause I'm tryna flood the face up
I been fuckin' with the same plug
I been fuckin' with these rich niggas
Had to whip it with my wrist, nigga
Then I got it on my wrist, nigga
Yeah, yeah



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