No Rest lyrics

by

Roddy Ricch


[Chorus]
I don't ever get no rest (No rest)
Workin', I ain't even got a desk (Uh-huh)
Poppin' bad hoes out of catch
Poppin' bad hoes out of catch
Playin' outfield like the Mets (Play ball)
Don't tolerate no disrespect (No way)
Gotta top good drink with X (With X)
n*gga, I don't ever get no rest

[Verse 1]
Ayy, watchin' my toddler, while he watchin' TV
All money in, money counter for a hundred
When I'm outside, you can't even see me
All the things you did, lil' n*gga, I done done it
All we know is f*ck the hoes and get the monеy (Get the money)
Shе want me to f*ck her four times, pop a hundred (Pop a hundred)
Work her out, make a b*tch do lunges (Work her out)
I've been drownin' in this water like plungers
We at the top of the T-O-P
Money could climb up to G-O-D
You can never reach my P-O-V
n*gga, can't question me, I'm P-V-C-C (Woo)
Can't condone sucka sh*t, n*ggas know that I'm overly lit
Why the f*ck would I commit to a b*tch?
New stones on my wrist, told her, "Give the pinky ring another kiss"
Lookin' like cold stones in this b*tch (Yeah, yeah)
[Chorus]
I don't ever get no rest (No rest)
Workin', I ain't even got a desk (Uh-huh)
Poppin' bad hoes out of catch
Poppin' bad hoes out of catch
Playin' outfield like the Mets (Play ball)
Don't tolerate no disrespect (No way)
Gotta top good drink with X (With X)
n*gga, I don't ever get no rest

[Post-Chorus]
Woo, woo, I don't ever get no rest
Woo, woo, I don't ever get no rest
Woo, woo, I don't ever get no rest
Woo, woo, I don't ever get no rest

[Verse 2]
I'm cold like ice and I never think about the price
The inside the house look nice
Only like red and I don't like Trish
I was in the H, ridin' with the prince
Ran the money up, I been rich ever since
Bust through the gate, I ain't straddle on the fence
Open up her throat, get top off rip
Stand out the way, I don't like it in the mix
Suited and booted like I got a tux, had a birthday with Drake in the cut
I'm lovin' the way that you f*ckin' me, baby, I bought Chane'-ne' for the lust
The Miami high-rise is luxury, two-fifty on her furniture, luxury
Got my dawgs on my back, got the city on my back, you know they put their trust in me
[Chorus]
I don't ever get no rest (No rest)
Workin', I ain't even got a desk (Uh-huh)
Poppin' bad hoes out of catch
Poppin' bad hoes out of catch
Playin' out field like the Mets (Play ball)
Don't tolerate no disrespect (No way)
Gotta top good drink with X (With X)
n*gga, I don't ever get no rest

[Post-Chorus]
Woo, woo, I don't ever get no rest
Woo, woo, I don't ever get no rest
Woo, woo, I don't ever get no rest
Woo, woo, I don't ever get no rest
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