Rich As Hell (Explicit)
Youngboy Never Broke Again"Rich As Hell (Explicit)" is a song by Youngboy Never Broke Again, released in 2019 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:30 long and contains 108 lines and 753 words.
Lyrics
0:0017
0:11D-Roc
0:12I gotta bring it
0:13Any time and however you want it
0:15Late at night and I can't sleep
0:16I'm staying up I'm tossing turning
0:18That's them bodies from my temper creeping on me
0:21That's from me cuttin' 'em off
0:22And being home all by my lonely
0:24Bricks and bales
0:24I prefer that chopper
0:26It's gon' kiss you and won't never tell
0:28I can cook that dope just like a worker
0:29You can ask VL
0:31Look and I can eyeball
0:32I don't talk loud I don't need a scale
0:34Plenty money but I'm still thuggin'
0:36This the rich as hell
0:37Get it and bring it I flip it
0:38You know how I get it I know some hard layers
0:40I can speak that work and talk that work
0:42I leave it scarred and pale
0:43Presser I got solids on that semi
0:45Bust your head for real Presser
0:47Give me head and then I flip or get that dick for real
0:49Ballin' my n**gas haulin'
0:51N**gas be talking and I catch 'em walking
0:52I do this often f**k it I off 'em
0:54Know that I got 'em you know I'ma stalk 'em
0:55F**k his fam I pick his coffin
0:57Catch who bad B**ch I doubt it
0:58I got youngins wanna off 'em
1:00All this smoke it got me coughin'
1:02MAC's-11 I be steppin' b**ch I'm reckless I'm dumb
1:05Catch you wrestling in your section with that Wesson
1:07You slumped
1:08I got bro on top ain't tell through a message we come
1:11We hang guns with them drums Draco sounding like a bomb
1:14Yeah you talk that sh*t I'm with it hmm
1:16Watch how quick I whip it
1:17I go Shmurda with them glizzies
1:19I got murder on my tension
1:20I got black on top my lenses
1:22I got straps inside that Bentley
1:23You wan' play I make you feel it
1:25Come your way make sure you get it
1:26B**ch I trap out like Griselda hollows I mail 'em
1:30Mojo with my celly police walk in I won't tell 'em
1:33Talkin' on my celly with this b**ch who came from Heaven
1:36Stutter in my precious I got uh-uh in my mansion
1:39I gotta bring it
1:40Any time and however you want it
1:42Late at night and I can't sleep
1:43I'm staying up I'm tossing turning
1:45That's them bodies from my temper creeping on me
1:48That's from me cuttin' 'em off
1:49And being home all by my lonely
1:51Bricks and bales
1:52I prefer that chopper
1:53It's gon' kiss you and won't never tell
1:55I can cook that dope just like a worker
1:57You can ask VL
1:58Look and I can eyeball I
2:00Don't talk loud I don't need a scale
2:01Plenty money but I'm still thuggin'
2:03This the rich as hell
2:04Whip that b**ch out and she lick it
2:06Check how a n**ga be kickin'
2:07I got cases pending I got THC it's liquid
2:10If I point them youngins hit it
2:12I got b**ches throwin' up Billy Blood
2:14I got problems really I piss out red inside the tub
2:17Choppin' it
2:18Run her a song she follow that
2:19Smoking strong a pressure pack inside my bag got big racks
2:22She took the Roxies out her pocket
2:24Told that b**ch don't sniff that
2:26'Cause b**ch I'ma kick you out
2:27You know that we ain't with that
2:29I put that strap in her mouth b**ch
2:30I thought I told you don't talk b**ch
2:32I don't care 'bout what they talking'
2:33F**k her best friend b**ch I'm rich
2:35F**k your man man ho I'm lit
2:37Plus my whole clique full of pits
2:38I go put on Fendi pants
2:40Thot your dad can't drip like this
2:41B**ch I trap out like Griselda hollows I mail 'em
2:45Mojo with my celly police walk in I won't tell 'em
2:48Talkin' on my celly with this b**ch who came from Heaven
2:51Stutter in my precious I got uh-uh in my mansion
2:54I gotta bring it
2:55Any time and however you want it
2:57Late at night and I can't sleep
2:58I'm staying up I'm tossing turning
3:00That's them bodies from my temper creeping on me
3:02That's from me cuttin' 'em off
3:04And being home all by my lonely
3:06Bricks and bales
3:07I prefer that chopper
3:08It's gon' kiss you and won't never tell
3:10I can cook that dope just like a worker you can ask VL
3:13Look and I can eyeball I don't talk loud
3:15I don't need a scale
3:16Plenty money but I'm still thuggin'
3:18This the rich as hell
3:2617
3:30D-Roc
17 D-Roc I gotta bring it Any time and however you want it Late at night and I can't sleep I'm staying up I'm tossing turning That's them bodies from my temper creeping on me That's from me cuttin' 'em off And being home all by my lonely Bricks and bales I prefer that chopper It's gon' kiss you and won't never tell I can cook that dope just like a worker You can ask VL Look and I can eyeball I don't talk loud I don't need a scale Plenty money but I'm still thuggin' This the rich as hell Get it and bring it I flip it You know how I get it I know some hard layers I can speak that work and talk that work I leave it scarred and pale Presser I got solids on that semi Bust your head for real Presser Give me head and then I flip or get that dick for real Ballin' my n**gas haulin' N**gas be talking and I catch 'em walking I do this often f**k it I off 'em Know that I got 'em you know I'ma stalk 'em F**k his fam I pick his coffin Catch who bad B**ch I doubt it I got youngins wanna off 'em All this smoke it got me coughin' MAC's-11 I be steppin' b**ch I'm reckless I'm dumb Catch you wrestling in your section with that Wesson You slumped I got bro on top ain't tell through a message we come We hang guns with them drums Draco sounding like a bomb Yeah you talk that sh*t I'm with it hmm Watch how quick I whip it I go Shmurda with them glizzies I got murder on my tension I got black on top my lenses I got straps inside that Bentley You wan' play I make you feel it Come your way make sure you get it B**ch I trap out like Griselda hollows I mail 'em Mojo with my celly police walk in I won't tell 'em Talkin' on my celly with this b**ch who came from Heaven Stutter in my precious I got uh-uh in my mansion I gotta bring it Any time and however you want it Late at night and I can't sleep I'm staying up I'm tossing turning That's them bodies from my temper creeping on me That's from me cuttin' 'em off And being home all by my lonely Bricks and bales I prefer that chopper It's gon' kiss you and won't never tell I can cook that dope just like a worker You can ask VL Look and I can eyeball I Don't talk loud I don't need a scale Plenty money but I'm still thuggin' This the rich as hell Whip that b**ch out and she lick it Check how a n**ga be kickin' I got cases pending I got THC it's liquid If I point them youngins hit it I got b**ches throwin' up Billy Blood I got problems really I piss out red inside the tub Choppin' it Run her a song she follow that Smoking strong a pressure pack inside my bag got big racks She took the Roxies out her pocket Told that b**ch don't sniff that 'Cause b**ch I'ma kick you out You know that we ain't with that I put that strap in her mouth b**ch I thought I told you don't talk b**ch I don't care 'bout what they talking' F**k her best friend b**ch I'm rich F**k your man man ho I'm lit Plus my whole clique full of pits I go put on Fendi pants Thot your dad can't drip like this B**ch I trap out like Griselda hollows I mail 'em Mojo with my celly police walk in I won't tell 'em Talkin' on my celly with this b**ch who came from Heaven Stutter in my precious I got uh-uh in my mansion I gotta bring it Any time and however you want it Late at night and I can't sleep I'm staying up I'm tossing turning That's them bodies from my temper creeping on me That's from me cuttin' 'em off And being home all by my lonely Bricks and bales I prefer that chopper It's gon' kiss you and won't never tell I can cook that dope just like a worker you can ask VL Look and I can eyeball I don't talk loud I don't need a scale Plenty money but I'm still thuggin' This the rich as hell 17 D-Roc
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