Roscoes by Kid Farid Lyrics
[Chorus]
Iced out my wrist
Yeah I iced out my bitch
Bought a Birkin bag
Yeah that's expensive shit
I'm dripping like a faucet
I got water on my fist
Yeah my chain like to shine
100k on the whip
Call up my vatos
We gon hit licks
Fry him like roscoes
Yeah He a Lil bitch
Yeah we got choppas
With extended clips
Count up my pesos
I Stack em like bricks
[Verse]
They say I'm moving too fast
Got 200 on the dash
Keep my foot up on the gas
Yeah I never come in last
I got Goyard on my pants
Yeah my pockets full of cash
And my duffle got them bands
Ima count up all this guap
Hol up, wait a minute
Ima make it to the top
And I'm nevеr gon stop
I'm never gon quit
Yeah I'm nеxt on the list
Yeah I...
[Chorus]
Iced out my wrist
Yeah I iced out my bitch
Bought a Birkin bag
Yeah that's expensive shit
I'm dripping like a faucet
I got water on my fist
Yeah my chain like to shine
100k on the whip
Call up my vatos
We gon hit licks
Fry him like roscoes
Yeah He a Lil bitch
Yeah we got choppas
With extended clips
Count up my pesos
I Stack em like bricks
[Ending]
Don't...
Say you...
Know me...
Don't talk to me again...
Iced out my wrist
Yeah I iced out my bitch
Bought a Birkin bag
Yeah that's expensive shit
I'm dripping like a faucet
I got water on my fist
Yeah my chain like to shine
100k on the whip
Call up my vatos
We gon hit licks
Fry him like roscoes
Yeah He a Lil bitch
Yeah we got choppas
With extended clips
Count up my pesos
I Stack em like bricks
[Verse]
They say I'm moving too fast
Got 200 on the dash
Keep my foot up on the gas
Yeah I never come in last
I got Goyard on my pants
Yeah my pockets full of cash
And my duffle got them bands
Ima count up all this guap
Hol up, wait a minute
Ima make it to the top
And I'm nevеr gon stop
I'm never gon quit
Yeah I'm nеxt on the list
Yeah I...
[Chorus]
Iced out my wrist
Yeah I iced out my bitch
Bought a Birkin bag
Yeah that's expensive shit
I'm dripping like a faucet
I got water on my fist
Yeah my chain like to shine
100k on the whip
Call up my vatos
We gon hit licks
Fry him like roscoes
Yeah He a Lil bitch
Yeah we got choppas
With extended clips
Count up my pesos
I Stack em like bricks
[Ending]
Don't...
Say you...
Know me...
Don't talk to me again...