Triple Digits [112] Songtext

Ritchie

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Triple Digits [112] Songtext
I'm worried about you, Ritchie...
Look! There he is!
Huh, that's just RiTchie, don't worry about him
Ritchie, where you goin'?
(It's triple digits)

Rolling through the city night
We lapped up nigga it’s alright
(It’s triple digits, sympathize)
It’s kicking in we’re switching sides
Now i’m in the driver’s where we vibing?
Bro, let’s simplify
If we go that side, at least we liable to get a bite

Oh nah that place is closed now it’s time to improvise
I’m pushing this thing
The tank light starting to glow
He said “We okay for real man, I promise you bro”
If the boys peep game, thеre’s some things in herе you prolly should know
We roll up, step in like this place is our own
Triple digits outside you’d think not if you seen our clothes
Put me on your payroll
If you want this place to blow
Bro, can send a text out
And they’d swarm just lemme know
We flipped this place upside down
It’s sticky on the floor
Outside it’s dry
In here it feel like Floridian coast
Can feel the wave
If you standing outside of the door
If you need to breathe
There’s a place you can probably just smoke
You see the condensation?
Look up bout to drip on you bro
There ain’t no conversation
It’s too loud man this place bout to blow
See what’s the sitchy?
Feeling iffy this outta control
Feel like a switch just flipped
I think we should prolly just roll

Rolling through the city night
We lapped up nigga it’s alright
(It’s triple digits, sympathize)
It’s kicking in we’re switching sides
Now I’m in the driver’s where we vibing?
Bro, let’s simplify
If we go that side, at least we liable to get a bite

Ah, man
See its out here but we’re still dip dodging and diving, flip, flying
(Man hold up, its too damn hot out here to be just)

See we in this bitch throwing bows
It’s caving in, you can hear the floors
Denzel, this like deja vu
112 and they still like “oooo”
Folks asking where we finna move
Is you 12?
This like an interview
Hop in, I’ll grip 10 and 2
'Cause that spot was just an interlude
“Oh shit what we getting into?”
Who’s we?
Hit the uh and juke
No way, I don’t fuck with you
Soul train imma bust a move
It’s so insane what the sun’ll do
This whole thing was once lush and cool
We can chill for a month or two
But it's triple digits we going to bust a move

(Its triple digits)
Alright, shh, I’m recording