Area Codes

Sonic
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 I got different hoes, in different area codes (Woo, woo)
 I feel like Luda, hop out with the shooters (Woo, woo)
 If I'm gon' cuff that bitch
 Gotta make sure that her head right (Woo, woo)
 Got a red beam, caught him sleepin' at the red light
 These niggas been cappin', I can't do that shit no more (Woo, woo)
 If a nigga wasn't real, he can't be around Ricch no more (No)
 Hit it one time, I can't even fuck no more (Woo, woo)
 Made a million, I don't even count no more (Woo, woo)
 Rare talk, yeah, talk, I'm gettin' to the bag, nigga
 Niggas call me Goyard Roddy 'cause a nigga hoppin' out my bag, nigga
 Never fell in love with a bitch
 'Cause Ricch ain't goin' out sad, nigga
 I was just choppin' it up with Meek, now I hop out the Wag', nigga
 Whippin' up dope, got the re-work, spilled it on my t-shirt
 That Justin Bieber, she love my trap demeanor
 How you niggas say you robbin'
 You ain't never make the news (Never made the news)
 Countin' up ten racks, then I got some brand new shoes
 I got a brown skin bad as Meagan Good
 Pullin' up Panamera when I'm in my hood
 Niggas think I made a million off the drugs
 Take care of my dawgs on death row like I'm Suge (Yeah, yeah)
 I got different hoes, in different area codes (Woo, woo)
 I feel like Luda, hop out with the shooters (Woo, woo)
 If I'm gon' cuff that bitch
 Gotta make sure that her head right (Woo, woo)
 Got a red beam, caught him sleepin' at the red light
 These niggas been cappin', I can't do that shit no more (Woo, woo)
 If a nigga wasn't real, he can't be around Ricch no more (No)
 Hit it one time, I can't even fuck no more (Woo, woo)
 Made a million, I don't even count no more (Woo, woo)
 I just fucked her then I kicked her, no romancin'
 She just like me 'cause my diamonds dancin' like a ballerina
 If a nigga movin' by myself, then I gotta have a Nina
 Told that bitch I only want her, I ain't never ever need her
 Gotta get a Puma deal, waitin' on my call for memory
 Slangin' that white girl, Miley Cyrus, but my plug Vietnamese
 See all these niggas hate me 'cause I got these racks on me
 And my diamonds water, bitch, I spent a dub for the submarine
 I got a new broad in every city I've been steppin' in
 I hopped on the private with Louis V luggage
 I got a new bag and hopped in the Benz
 Got the new Cartier glasses
 I'm Crippin', lil' nigga, the navy blue tinted the lens
 I just need Benjamins, I don't need no friends
 I got different hoes, in different area codes (Woo, woo)
 I feel like Luda, hop out with the shooters (Woo, woo)
 If I'm gon' cuff that bitch
 Gotta make sure that her head right (Woo, woo)
 Got a red beam, caught him sleepin' at the red light
 These niggas been cappin', I can't do that shit no more (Woo, woo)
 If a nigga wasn't real, he can't be around Ricch no more (No)
 Hit it one time, I can't even fuck no more (Woo, woo)
 Made a million, I don't even count no more (Woo, woo)