don’t i
Roddy Ricch Lyrics


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Ayy, draped my dawg in that Jesus piece
Pray to God he gon' touch a B
Charge four hundred 'cause the talk ain't cheap
I still got lil' niggas 'round that corner
I'm still gon' be up if I die today
I came through crashing like a tidal wave
I got this shit on lock, don't I?
And I got your bitch on lock, don't I?
I got the dick make her toxic, don't I?
I got the shit make 'em plot, don't I?
I was in the Chi' town with Ye makin' Donda
I gotta buy up the block, don't I?
I got a lot of shit to pop, don't I?
And she got that lil' WAP, don't she?
I know how to hit a spot, don't I?
She addicted to my expensive aroma

At the stove makin' Rice-A-Roni
I don't take your advice, you can show me
Had to put some privacy trees around the villa
'Cause I know the neighbors too nosey
Turned twenty-three, then I poured up an eight
In my soda 'cause I miss Kobe
Can't depend on you niggas, I move like I'm Jigga
I get the B's on my lonely
That internet chat, you a chatty Patty
On a golf course, but I ain't got no caddy
I like when her head screwed on straight
I make sure you gon' eat with your own plate
Niggas talkin' that tough on the long shot
I told my lil' bitch how to take care of a nigga
I like when she text, "What you on, bae?"
A lot of these niggas talk shit, but they ain't 'bout it
I ain't Lil Baby, but I get four pockets full
Roddy pulling up in the drop with the wolves
I want my bitch to have money like Oprah
You know she special, I'm picky and I chose her
Starter kit came with an outer space rover
She like to travel and travel and travel
So I flew her out and back to California

Ayy, draped my dawg in that Jesus piece
Pray to God he gon' touch a B
Charge four hundred 'cause the talk ain't cheap
I still got lil' niggas 'round that corner
I'm still gon' be up if I die today
I came through crashing like a tidal wave
I got this shit on lock, don't I?
And I got your bitch on lock, don't I?
I got the dick make her toxic, don't I?
I got the shit make 'em plot, don't I?
I was in the Chi' town with Ye makin' Donda
I gotta buy up the block, don't I?
I got a lot of shit to pop, don't I?
And she got that lil' WAP, don't she?
I know how to hit a spot, don't I?
She addicted to my expensive aroma

Gunna
Real geeker, turn your bitch to a stoner
We real P's, that's why your bitch pulled up on us (P's)
Don't fuck with suckers, we can never condone 'em
Ain't a ho, but I came up off a corner
We ride the Rolls truck whenever I wanna
We count the rolls, I got new bigger pointers
White pretty toes walking to the young Gunna
My bitch hot and wet, she remind me of a sauna
My car Neighborhood blue, the same color Kroger
Keep icing my neck and my wrist like it's swollen
The doc' tryna get the codeine out my colon
This shit starting to sound like a hit, don't it?
Fuck all that cap, Gunna gon' say some shit
That will make you go turn up your clique, don't it?
All the time, I'm making sense, don't I?
I go viral with a fit, don't I?
I add bile to this shit, don't I?
I'm inspired by the glist' of the wrist
You'd do the same if you rich, don't lie
Sixty K for the bracelet
Spent over three million with Elliot, no lie
Every state and every city, sold out
Pick a target, I'ma hit it, don't I?

Draped my dawg in that Jesus piece
Pray to God he gon' touch a B
Charge four hundred 'cause the talk ain't cheap
I still got lil' niggas 'round that corner
I'm still gon' be up if I die today
I came through crashing like a tidal wave
I got this shit on lock, don't I?
And I got your bitch on lock, don't I?
I got the dick make her toxic, don't I?
I got the shit make 'em plot, don't I?
I was in the Chi' town with Ye makin' Donda
I gotta buy up the block, don't I?
I got a lot of shit to pop, don't I?
And she got that lil' WAP, don't she?
I know how to hit a spot, don't I?
She addicted to my expensive aroma

This shit starting to sound like a hit, don't it?
Starter kit came with an outer space Rover




Car Neighborhood blue, the same color Kroger
You know she special, I'm picky and I chose her

Overall Meaning

The song "Don't I" by Roddy Ricch is a rap number that borders around success and the consequences that come with it. It starts with the artist reflecting on how he draped his dog in a Jesus piece and prays to God he makes it big with a 'B' (Billion dollars). He charges $400 because his words don't come cheap and how he still has little kids around the corner. He stresses how he will still be up if he dies today and that he came crashing like a tidal wave. Despite all the success he has had, he stresses that he has got everything on lock and how he has your girl on lock too. The right kind of lock that makes her addicted. The song then continues to stress the importance of money, how it leads to freedom, and how it enables him to buy anything he wants. He then goes to the Chi-town to make some hits with fellow artist 'Ye' and how he wants to buy up the block. The goal is to keep living the life he wants with his special someone and everything in a color combination of his choice.


Line by Line Meaning

Ayy, draped my dawg in that Jesus piece
I put a religious necklace on my friend


Pray to God he gon' touch a B
I hope my friend becomes successful and rich


Charge four hundred 'cause the talk ain't cheap
I demand a high fee for my valuable advice


I'm still gon' be up if I die today
I have accomplished so much that I will be remembered even if I die now


I got this shit on lock, don't I?
I am in complete control of my circumstances


And I got your bitch on lock, don't I?
I have complete control over your significant other


I got the dick make her toxic, don't I?
I have sexual power over women


I got the shit make 'em plot, don't I?
My actions make people plan and scheme


I gotta buy up the block, don't I?
I plan on owning and controlling my neighborhood


I know how to hit a spot, don't I?
I am skilled at pleasing a partner sexually


This shit starting to sound like a hit, don't it?
This song is becoming popular and successful


I go viral with a fit, don't I?
I become famous for my fashion choices


I add bile to this shit, don't I?
My raps are full of anger and aggression


Starter kit came with an outer space rover
I received a luxury car as part of a package deal


You know she special, I'm picky and I chose her
I am selective when it comes to choosing a partner and she is exceptional




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC
Written by: Eric Anthony Sandoval, Sergio Kitchens, Guiseppe Vasaturo, Ryan O'neill, Rodrick Moore Jr.

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@talentrippin3535

That man gunna slides flawlessly every single time when he gets featured. Roddy x Gunna is an underrated duo

@YounngZo

They need a collab album tbh it would be better than VOH

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@ruj268

then why u didnt get him on donda

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