911
rickross Lyrics


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God forgives I don't
In other words, retaliation is a must!

I bow my head, I pray to God
Survival of the fittest help me hold my chopper lord!
If I die today, on the highway to heaven
Can I let my top down in my 911?
In my 911?
In my 911?
In my 911?
In my 911?
Financial fanatic, 40 bricks in my attic
400K in my baggage, 80 round automatic
You can't stop a bullet, this one for the money
Secret indictments, Porsche costs me 200

Fuck all these broke niggas cause all I do is ball
Ain't no more off days, my crib look like a mall
Fired the stylist, went and bought a big and tall
Niggas still scheming, we sliding on the mall!
I remember picking watermelons
Now the Porsche cost me a quarter million!
If I die tonight I know I'm coming back nigga
Reincarnated: big black fat nigga!

I bow my head, I pray to God
Survival of the fittest help me hold my chopper lord!
If I die today, on the highway to heaven
Can I let my top down in my 911?
In my 911?
In my 911?
In my 911?
In my 911?
Financial fanatic, 40 bricks in my attic
400K in my baggage, 80 round automatic
You can't stop a bullet, this one for the money
Secret indictments, Porsche costs me 200

Fuck your investigation, started my elevation
Cherry red 911 straight to my destination
Mayweather got a fight, make me some reservations
Knew I flew private nigga, strapped with no hesitations
Boochie Boochie money long, he got 20 cars
Graduated from them blocks, now it's stocks and bonds
Hoes wanna know, hoes wanna show
They know a nigga's name, they know a nigga's strong
Fuck wit me!

I bow my head, I pray to God
Survival of the fittest help me hold my chopper lord!
If I die today, on the highway to heaven
Can I let my top down in my 911?
In my 911?
In my 911?
In my 911?
In my 911?
Financial fanatic, 40 bricks in my attic
400K in my baggage, 80 round automatic
You can't stop a bullet, this one for the money
Secret indictments, Porsche costs me 200

Fuck your insinuation, work come from Venezuela
Love me some skinny bitches, fat boy just 'bout his paper
Hustle while niggas gossip, hating, that switch the topic
Jump in my 911, 2 bricks in my compartment!
She let me smell her pussy!
I know you smell the money!
Still smell the gunpowder
911, 100 miles and running

I bow my head, I pray to God
Survival of the fittest help me hold my chopper lord!
If I die today, on the highway to heaven
Can I let my top down in my 911?
In my 911?
In my 911?
In my 911?
In my 911?
Financial fanatic, 40 bricks in my attic
400K in my baggage, 80 round automatic




You can't stop a bullet, this one for the money
Secret indictments, Porsche costs me 200

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Rick Ross's "911" are a reflection of his life as a successful rapper and his desire to protect his wealth and reputation. In the first verse, Ross acknowledges the need for retaliation in order to protect himself and his assets from those who would try to harm him. He also suggests that he may have to sacrifice his own life in the process of protecting what he has worked for. The chorus, with its repeated references to Ross's Porsche 911, acts as a symbol of his success and the rewards that come with it.


The second and third verses contain more boastful lyrics about Ross's wealth and power. He boasts about his financial holdings, including 40 bricks of drugs in his attic and $400,000 in his luggage. He also references his ability to protect himself with an 80 round automatic weapon. Despite his success, Ross remains wary of those who would try to bring him down, suggesting that he may have to use his wealth and power to defend himself.


Overall, the lyrics to "911" paint a picture of a man who has achieved great success but remains aware of the dangers that come with it. Ross is unapologetic about his wealth and power, but he also recognizes that there are those who would try to take it away from him. The repeated references to his Porsche 911 serve as a reminder of the rewards that come with success and the need to protect what you have.


Line by Line Meaning

God forgives I don't
Retaliation is necessary


I bow my head, I pray to God Survival of the fittest help me hold my chopper lord!
Asking for strength to survive


If I die today, on the highway to heaven Can I let my top down in my 911?
Wondering if he can enjoy his lavish car even in death


Financial fanatic, 40 bricks in my attic 400K in my baggage, 80 round automatic
Wealthy and well-armed


Fuck all these broke niggas cause all I do is ball Ain't no more off days, my crib look like a mall
Disdain for those less fortunate, living a luxurious lifestyle


If I die tonight I know I'm coming back nigga Reincarnated: big black fat nigga!
Confidence in his own strength and potential reincarnation


Fuck your investigation, started my elevation Cherry red 911 straight to my destination
Disregard for authority and a focus on personal success


Mayweather got a fight, make me some reservations Knew I flew private nigga, strapped with no hesitations
Traveling in luxury and prepared for any danger


Boochie Boochie money long, he got 20 cars Graduated from them blocks, now it's stocks and bonds
Successful and wealthy with a diverse portfolio


Fuck your insinuation, work come from Venezuela Love me some skinny bitches, fat boy just 'bout his paper
Focus on making money and disregarding criticism


Hustle while niggas gossip, hating, that switch the topic Jump in my 911, 2 bricks in my compartment!
Ignoring negativity and carrying illegal goods


She let me smell her pussy! I know you smell the money! Still smell the gunpowder 911, 100 miles and running
Boasting about sexual conquests, wealth, and criminal activity


Financial fanatic, 40 bricks in my attic 400K in my baggage, 80 round automatic You can't stop a bullet, this one for the money Secret indictments, Porsche costs me 200
Reiteration of wealth and firepower




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: ROSHUN WALKER, WILLIAM ROBERTS

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@teeprosper

2023 and im back for this jam

@lowkey6869

The bass in this song!!!

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Low Key if you like BASS check out B.M.F Rick Ro$$

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Amazing

@cmdeeqtee7057

Should have blasted this in my 911 when I got it 3 years ago.. No worries, I'll do that tomorrow😄

@culturedat

Just got one 2 weeks ago... im a bump it in MY pearl 911 tomorrow

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I’m not worried

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Sweet

@yogotingwa7554

2020 and am still in love with these beats 🔥🔥

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IMAGINE ,STILL 2023 DAWMM

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