Roddy Ricch – No Rest

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Innovative, Talented Artist and Song-writer,  stage-name Known as Roddy Ricch, come through with a new single titled “No Rest”.

Moreover, the impressive track was taken off from the “Feed Tha Streets III“ Album.

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No Rest Lyrics by Roddy Ricch

[Chorus]
I don’t ever get no rest (No rest)
Workin’, I ain’t even got a desk (Uh-huh)
Poppin’ bad hoes out of catch
Poppin’ bad hoes out of catch
Playin’ out field like the Mets (Play ball)
Don’t tolerate no disrespect (No way)
Gotta top good drink with X (X)
Nigga, I don’t ever get no rest, ayy

[Verse 1]
Watchin’ my [?] while they watchin’ TV
All money in, money counter for a hundred
When I’m outside, you can’t even see me
All the things you did, lil’ nigga, I done done it
All we know is fuck the hoes and get the money (Gеt the money)
She want mе fuckin’ four times, pop a hundred (Pop a hundred)
Work her out, make a bitch do lunges (Work her out)
I’ve been drownin’ in this water like plungeons
We at the top of the T-O-P
Money could climb up to G-O-D
You can never reach my P-O-V
Nigga can’t question me, I’m P-V-C-C (Woo)
Can’t condone sucka shit, niggas know that I’m overly lit
Why the fuck would I committ to a bitch?
New stones on my wrist, told her, “Give the pinky ring another kiss”
Lookin’ like cold stones in this bitch (Yeah, yeah)
[Chorus]
I don’t ever get no rest (No rest)
Workin’, I ain’t even got a desk (Uh-huh)
Poppin’ bad hoes out of catch
Poppin’ bad hoes out of catch
Playin’ out field like the Mets (Play ball)
Don’t tolerate no disrespect (No way)
Gotta top good drink with X (X)
Nigga, I don’t ever get no rest

[Post-Chorus]
Woo, woo, I don’t ever get no rest
Woo, woo, I don’t ever get no rest
Woo, woo, I don’t ever get no rest
Woo, woo, I don’t ever get no rest

[Verse 2]
I’m cold like ice and I never think about the price
The inside the house look nice
Only like red and I don’t like treesh
I was in the H, ridin’ with the prince
Ran the money up, I been rich ever since
Bust through the gate, I ain’t stranded on the fence
Open up the door, get top off rip
Stayin’ out the way, I don’t like get in the mix
Suited and booted like I got a tux, had the birthday with Drake in the cut
I’m lovin’ the way that you fuckin’ me, I bought Chane’-ne’ for the lust
[?] is luxury, two-fifty on the furniture luxury
Got my dawgs on my back, got the city on my back, you know they put their trust in me
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[Chorus]
I don’t ever get no rest (No rest)
Workin’, I ain’t even got a desk (Uh-huh)
Poppin’ bad hoes out of catch
Poppin’ bad hoes out of catch
Playin’ out field like the Mets (Play ball)
Don’t tolerate no disrespect (No way)
Gotta top good drink with X (X)
Nigga, I don’t ever get no rest

[Post-Chorus]
Woo, woo, I don’t ever get no rest
Woo, woo, I don’t ever get no rest
Woo, woo, I don’t ever get no rest
Woo, woo, I don’t ever get no rest

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