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

[Intro]
(Wheezy outta here)

[Pre-Chorus: Roddy Ricch]
What a n!gga 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 plotting my ings and out's
And n!gga gotta put my cheese away

[Chorus: Roddy Ricch]
Took a bad b!tch to Hibachi in Huaraches
Got too many jewels on my squad, f**k a Nazi
Two hundred fifty cash
Hit Japan and get some chopsticks
I've been with lil' man, counting up bands
I ain't gotta drop sh!t
What's your ETA? I ain't even eat today
I know some n!gga 'cross the street
Sell it for a cheaper rate
Still gotta run it up
Run it up like I don't got sh!t
Always say f**k these n!ggas and these b!tches
'cause they fake

[Verse 1: Kodak Black]
More money than you lil' boys
It ain't no reason for me to hate
Anybody try my sh!t, I'm tryna shoot 'em in they face
They know I'm a demon, caught somebody 'round the way
Yeah, I pull up speeding, but n!gga, I ain't tryna race
Young n!gga on the scene, I got my Rollie sticking up
Everybody with more band, they already know we glizzied up
Shoot past in the county jail, rocking Yves Saint Laurent
F**king on a cracker b!tch, Britney Minaj

[Verse 2: 21 Savage]
F**k 'em all (21), we gone ball
Stand tall, never fall
Bad b!tch answer every time I call (21)
Got my Glock, use protection
I don't hit her raw (On God)
Eating noodles in the trenches
Where they break the law (Pu**y)
P!ss me off, I just might cheat, I got a bad reflex (21)
I got tattoos in my face but I like R&B sex (21)
Hit a couple flight attendants 'cause I ride big jets
And I still ain't met a b!tch 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 taking 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, n!gga stopped
Dropped and freeze (Pu**y)
VVS diamonds in my ear, Christmas Eve (21)
Your lil' b!tch a thot, you need a DNA from Steve (On God)
My brother selling P's, he say his money grow on trees
(21, 21, 21, 21)

[Pre-Chorus: Roddy Ricch]
What a n!gga 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 plotting my ings and out's
And n!gga gotta put my cheese away

[Chorus: Roddy Ricch]
Took a bad b!tch to Hibachi in Huaraches
Got too many jewels on my squad, f**k a Nazi
Two hundred fifty cash, hit Japan and get some chopsticks
I've been with lil' man, counting up bands
I ain't gotta drop sh!t