Calling From Rio (Explicit)
Youngboy Never Broke Again"Calling From Rio (Explicit)" is a song by Youngboy Never Broke Again, released in 2026 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:14 long and contains 74 lines and 698 words.
Lyrics
0:15Yeah
0:16Rasta man
0:18Ladies and gentleman everybody stand
0:21Top's on the stage nigga
0:23Convertible that's brainless no whisperin' lose the suppressor
0:26I wan' make sure the neighbors hear this bitch baow I done stretched him
0:29Thirty-six O's that's my big brother package protection a stolen MAC-11
0:33Congressmen control congression look who been supportin' the section
0:36Lucid dreams a bad bitch who I been sexin'
0:38Godly things I'm stoppin' for some gas I'm pullin' up in seven
0:41Jazlyn bracelet with the AP glazin' I bought this bitch out heaven
0:44Ain't no fakin' Jason too amazin' money on collective
0:47Write me out don't stall me out I'm takin' off
0:49I'll take the label rip it off I'm shippin' straight back to the North
0:52Calm and collective
0:53Confiscatin' bitch I plan on collectin'
0:55911 or the Chevy?
0:57Tote that hammer like I'm Hamilton
0:59Leonard' DiCaprio I'm action bitch K2 ain't never damage me
1:02Jump out swing my tool this bitch go boom and I'm gon' damage him
1:05Be cool you ain't no fool you better not fuck 'round with this management
1:08Girl you ain't that cruel she break the rules and I'm gon' slam the bitch
1:11Money purple blue I need my food bitch where my sandwich went?
1:13Callin' from Rio
1:15She wan' book a flight so she can fly in tonight
1:18She tryna find a way the grass green on this side
1:20She been textin' ho that's my Canadian
1:23She gon' fuck with BoBo 'fore you know she brought the labels in
1:25There go money
1:28Came in like a storm through the night
1:29We just fucked us up a load but I'm gon' make the shit right
1:32There go two million five run it back to ten
1:35Bitch you wan' play?
1:35Where they reside? Give the hit to 10 slime
1:38Shot inside the leg could barely run now run it back
1:41And I just reconstruct the hood hunter chased him down eleven out the gat
1:44Out the chopper
1:45Bitch this strictly facts now you could quit the rap
1:47Before you rat we set a trap informant ain't gon' make it back
1:50Informin' I stepped out in Saint Laurent my Castellano swag
1:53Four levels in the house I'm talkin' levee in the South
1:56Before the fireworks could set that cutter bangin' lettin' off
1:58They know Tovar that's my dog stay mask down can't see his face
2:01What's the perhaps? No ankle bracelet
2:03If it's too serious Henry drive
2:04I'm screamin' metal till I break it
2:06Too many complicated faces
2:07This bitch amazin' I don't want her
2:09BoBo want her she a goner
2:10Plenty money in the corner I'm still livin' like a loner
2:13I say I'm broke but shit my wife got too much money
2:16Before I walked up out the house inside my wallet she stuffed a hundred
2:19I say MooMoo now that's my daughter respondin' to me she call me Honey
2:22Old days them pussy niggas saw me bummin' a pickup game they ain't wan' run it
2:25And now my actions they referrin' as actin' funny they want money
2:28Hold on I owe no nigga she wan' go see GloRilla
2:32Hitters I just wanna roll with 'em switch the flow with 'em
2:35They be hangin' out while I be bringin' in the loads with 'em
2:37How high you can go? I say I'm chosen ain't got no ceilings
2:40These niggas with me diamonds glistenin' I done kicked the doors with 'em
2:44I just sent the blitz don't ask 'bout this condonin' no killin'
2:47Herm pull on side and sprayed the ride and he left holes in it
2:49Montana hold his child who am I? Known gravedigger
2:52Callin' from Rio
2:53She wan' book a flight so she can fly in tonight
2:56She tryna find a way the grass green on this side
2:59She been textin' ho that's my Canadian
3:01She gon' fuck with BoBo 'fore you know she brought the labels in
3:04There go money
3:06Came in like a storm through the night
3:08We just fucked us up a load but I'm gon' make the shit right
3:10There go two million five run it back to ten
3:13Bitch you wan' play?
3:14Where they reside? Give the hit to 10 slime
Yeah Rasta man Ladies and gentleman everybody stand Top's on the stage nigga Convertible that's brainless no whisperin' lose the suppressor I wan' make sure the neighbors hear this bitch baow I done stretched him Thirty-six O's that's my big brother package protection a stolen MAC-11 Congressmen control congression look who been supportin' the section Lucid dreams a bad bitch who I been sexin' Godly things I'm stoppin' for some gas I'm pullin' up in seven Jazlyn bracelet with the AP glazin' I bought this bitch out heaven Ain't no fakin' Jason too amazin' money on collective Write me out don't stall me out I'm takin' off I'll take the label rip it off I'm shippin' straight back to the North Calm and collective Confiscatin' bitch I plan on collectin' 911 or the Chevy? Tote that hammer like I'm Hamilton Leonard' DiCaprio I'm action bitch K2 ain't never damage me Jump out swing my tool this bitch go boom and I'm gon' damage him Be cool you ain't no fool you better not fuck 'round with this management Girl you ain't that cruel she break the rules and I'm gon' slam the bitch Money purple blue I need my food bitch where my sandwich went? Callin' from Rio She wan' book a flight so she can fly in tonight She tryna find a way the grass green on this side She been textin' ho that's my Canadian She gon' fuck with BoBo 'fore you know she brought the labels in There go money Came in like a storm through the night We just fucked us up a load but I'm gon' make the shit right There go two million five run it back to ten Bitch you wan' play? Where they reside? Give the hit to 10 slime Shot inside the leg could barely run now run it back And I just reconstruct the hood hunter chased him down eleven out the gat Out the chopper Bitch this strictly facts now you could quit the rap Before you rat we set a trap informant ain't gon' make it back Informin' I stepped out in Saint Laurent my Castellano swag Four levels in the house I'm talkin' levee in the South Before the fireworks could set that cutter bangin' lettin' off They know Tovar that's my dog stay mask down can't see his face What's the perhaps? No ankle bracelet If it's too serious Henry drive I'm screamin' metal till I break it Too many complicated faces This bitch amazin' I don't want her BoBo want her she a goner Plenty money in the corner I'm still livin' like a loner I say I'm broke but shit my wife got too much money Before I walked up out the house inside my wallet she stuffed a hundred I say MooMoo now that's my daughter respondin' to me she call me Honey Old days them pussy niggas saw me bummin' a pickup game they ain't wan' run it And now my actions they referrin' as actin' funny they want money Hold on I owe no nigga she wan' go see GloRilla Hitters I just wanna roll with 'em switch the flow with 'em They be hangin' out while I be bringin' in the loads with 'em How high you can go? I say I'm chosen ain't got no ceilings These niggas with me diamonds glistenin' I done kicked the doors with 'em I just sent the blitz don't ask 'bout this condonin' no killin' Herm pull on side and sprayed the ride and he left holes in it Montana hold his child who am I? Known gravedigger Callin' from Rio She wan' book a flight so she can fly in tonight She tryna find a way the grass green on this side She been textin' ho that's my Canadian She gon' fuck with BoBo 'fore you know she brought the labels in There go money Came in like a storm through the night We just fucked us up a load but I'm gon' make the shit right There go two million five run it back to ten Bitch you wan' play? Where they reside? Give the hit to 10 slime
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