Roddy Ricch – Stop Breathing (Audio, Lyrics, Video)

Date 2022-10-03

Category Foreign Music Download, Lyrics, Music Video, New Music

Watch the music video for Roddy Ricch’s “Stop Breathing” track. The piece of music was produced by Turbo, ​jetsonmade, Pooh Beatz & Shottie.

Roddy Ricch Stop Breathing

Roddy Ricch Stop Breathing

On “Stop Breathing,” Roddy Ricch acknowledges his wealth, as well as his prosperous lifestyle, and also displays his feminine attraction due to mentioning women in the hip-hop/rap community becoming an addiction.

Moreover, the track marks Roddy’s follow-up single as well as a second lead single for his November 2022 mixtape Feed Tha Streets III after his September 2022 track “Ghetto Superstar.”

Roddy Ricch – Stop Breathing (prod. Turbo, ​jetsonmade, Pooh Beatz & Shottie)

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Lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy

[Chorus]
Look out the window, what do I see?
A couple yachts, they got some thots that trot the seven seas
Got CCs and Louis Vs out of every season
Card me please, Forgis make ’em stop breathin’

[Verse 1]
Mustard just sent the new Ferrari, I just might cop me one
They can’t be Ricch, they just tryna make a carbon copy of him
Countin’ up this new money, every single day I’m home
I ain’t worried ’bout what they be on
You do what you can, I live a lifestyle on the daily, homes
Bracelets on my right wrist, I got eighty on, my fragrance strong
My bitch on top, we’re tapin’, she don’t ride it with no lace on
The lean poured, the Ace gone, the double R, the gray stone
The inside blueberry and the outside is Akon

[Chorus]
Look out the window, what do I see?
A couple yachts, they got some thots that trot the seven seas
Got CCs and Louis Vs out of every season
Card me please, Forgis make ’em stop breathin’

[Verse 2]
It’s hard to stomach that
I’m out runnin’ laps and I ain’t comin’ back
Maybach jumpin’ like a jumpin’ jack off the mumble rap
Where Roddy at? I be chasin’ chicken, had to cut the fat
Only wear it one time, did a show, forgot to cut the tags
Another day, another seal, another deal, another bag
Was nineteen, chartin’ up the jets, I’m in another class
Niggas couldn’t even tell, I was out gettin’ cash
Graduated from the streets, I ain’t gotta bring up my past

[Chorus]
Look out the window, what do I see?
A couple yachts, they got some thots that trot the seven seas
Got CCs and Louis Vs out of every season
Card me please, Forgis make ’em stop breathin’
Look out the window, what do I see?
A couple yachts, they got some thots that trot the seven seas
Got CCs and Louis Vs out of every season
Card me please, Forgis make ’em stop breathin’

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