Can't Express - Roddy Ricch

I can’t express myself, don’t know how to start

That’s why I’m

double cupped

up, I go to Mars

Shawty was with me in the bando from the start

Now we in the Phantom, lookin' at the stars

When all this money came, these hoes played on me

I remained the same nigga, so please don’t change on me

A lot of these hoes round a nigga, they be too fake

'Cause a young nigga been hoppin' out that new Wraith

All these problems got me drownin' in my codeine

Double up, the birds got me trappin' out them four wings

24/7, I just want you to be honest with me

You protected cause I keep the 9 under me

All them late night conversations in the loft

Didn’t had to tell you, you knew we was gonna ball

But I’ve been havin' to explain to these hoes, gotta get off me

VVS diamonds in your ring, no Charles Barkley (Ayy)

I just got a number one rule, shawty don’t lie to me

If you want a bad bitch in the threesome, we can find her

I’ma keep you flooded and on fleek in that designer

You know we be chasin' that bag, I’m right behind her

I can’t express myself, don’t know how to start

That’s why I’m double cupped up, I go to Mars

Shawty was with me in the bando from the start

Now we in the Phantom, lookin' at the stars

When all this money came, these hoes played on me

I remained the same nigga, so please don’t change on me

A lot of these hoes round a nigga, they be too fake

'Cause a young nigga been hoppin' out that new Wraith