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Hibachi Lyrics – Roddy Ricch ft. Kodak Black & 21 Savage

By Louis Bell December 17, 2021 Filed under: English Songs Lyrics

Here’s we shared best Hibachi Lyrics – Roddy Ricch ft. Kodak Black & 21 Savage.

“Hibachi Lyrics” sung by Roddy Ricch ft. Kodak Black & 21 Savage represents the English Music Ensemble. The name of the song is Hibachi by Roddy Ricch.

Hibachi Lyrics

[Roddy Ricch:]
What a ni^^a do, you don’t ever appreciate
You give me attitude, I just might go cheat today
It’s 2021, so I plan on lead the way
I been plottin’ my in’s and out’s, and ni^^a gotta put my cheese away

Took a bad bi^ch to Hibachi in Huaraches
Got too many jewels on my squad, fu^k a Nazi
Two hundred fifty cash, hit Japan and get some chopsticks
I’ve been with lil’ man, countin’ up bands, I ain’t gotta drop s^^t
What’s your ETA? I ain’t even eat today
I know some ni^^a ‘cross the street sell it for a cheaper rate
Still gotta run it up, run it up like I don’t got s^^t
Always say fu^k these ni^^a and these bit^hes ’cause they fake

[Kodak Black:]
More money than you lil’ boys, it ain’t no reason for me to hate
Anybody try my s^^t, I’m tryna shoot ’em in they face
They know I’m a demon, caught somebody ’round the way
Yeah, I pull up speedin’, but ni^^a , I ain’t tryna race
Young ni^^a on the scene, I got my Rollie stickin’ up
Everybody with more band, they already know we glizzied up
Shoot past in the county jail, rockin’ Yves Saint Laurent
Fu^kin’ on a cracker bit^h, Britney Minaj

[21 Savage:]
Fu^k ’em all, we gon’ ball
Stand tall, never fall
Bad bi^ch answer every time I call (21)
Got my Glock, use protection, I don’t hit her raw (On God)
Eatin’ noodles in the trenches where they break the law (Pu^^y)
P^^s me off, I just might cheat, I got a bad reflex (21)
I got tattoos in my face but I like R&B s^^ (21)
Hit a couple flight attendants ’cause I ride big jets
And I still ain’t met a bi^ch that I’ll pay to keep yet
That’s deep (21)
Savage own his masters, ain’t no shackles on my feet (Facts)
Know they takin’ pictures tryna calculate a G (Rats)
I got tunnel vision, need binoculars to see (21)
Took her to Hibachi, all she wanted was my meat (Facts)
Gang hit the corner, ni^^a stopped, dropped and freeze (P^^sy)
VVS diamonds in my ear, Christmas Eve (21)
Your lil’ bi^ch a thot, you need a DNA from Steve (On God)
My brother sellin’ P’s, he say his money grow on trees (21, 21, 21, 21)