Roddy Ricch - Project Dreams

Mello made it right

Nigga, I was down bad
Now I'm on a jet for real
Got all this ice on me, baby
Told my Patek to chill
Sippin' on this codeine
My baddest bitch is on X pill
I won a couple million
Without a record deal
Got twenty-five thousand on me
When I've been ridin' in a Phantom
Got all designer on me
Bitch, I'm so fly it don't matter
I wanted to feel the V12
When I was ridin' in Atlanta
Been sippin' good shit all day
I'm damn near high as my Phantom

I got three bitches with me
They want the baguettes on their neck
Bitch, I was made inside the projects
I got Crip on my set
Nigga, I was really on the floor
Then I woke up in a jet
Ain't never had to dodge no nigga
I just might cop Demon
I'm shoppin' at Neiman's
Ballin' every season
Feelin' like I'm dreamin'
Shinin' every weekend
All they know is that I was broke
Then I got a brand new coupe
Louis V's on my shoes
Fuckin' all my bitches by the twos
First time in V12
She was hangin' out the roof
My VVs ice cream
I ain't even have to scoop
Got the whole universe in my ceilin'
I'ma set the mood
I seen his main bitch
Lookin' at my neck, ooh Nigga, I was down bad
Now I'm on a jet for real
Got all this ice on me, baby
Told my Patek to chill
Sippin' on this codeine
My baddest bitch is on X pill
I won a couple million
Without a record deal
Got twenty-five thousand on me
When I've been ridin' in a Phantom
Got all designer on me
Bitch, I'm so fly it don't matter
I wanted to feel the V12
When I was ridin' in Atlanta
Been sippin' good shit all day
I'm damn near high as my Phantom

She just popped an X pill
Wanna see how the 'vette feel
Fiji on my Rollie
Make her wanna have some sex for real
Tennis chain, my neck on chill
I ain't have to go get no deal
Last month I spent a hundred thousand
On the closet
I bought a penthouse
Just to handle ménages
Got a new crib
My nigga fresh out, he kept it solid
Twenty bands on me
Can't even fit inside the wallet
Bitch, I'm ballin'
Thirteen on me like I was Harden, yeah
Niggas know Ricchy, I'm lit
Might take my ride through the 6
I've been mixin' my designers, nigga
I'm fly as a bitch
I just talk about my lifestyle
I don't write this shit
Ever since that jail cell opened up
I let these diamonds hit, yeah, yeah

Nigga, I was down bad
Now I'm on a jet for real
Got all this ice on me, baby
Told my Patek to chill
Sippin' on this codeine
My baddest bitch is on X pill
I won a couple million
Without a record deal
Got twenty-five thousand on me
When I've been ridin' in a Phantom
Got all designer on me
Bitch, I'm so fly it don't matter
I wanted to feel the V12
When I was ridin' in Atlanta
Been sippin' good shit all day
I'm damn near high as my Phantom, yeah, yeah