You Bad
Rich the Kid, YoungBoy Never Broke Again
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(Lacoste James) Yeah, yeah (and you know we never goin' broke) Yeah, yeah Mm, mm You dig I'm 4KTrey (Ayo 'Llari, this shit fye!) At the t-top, baow Mm-mm At the top, I ran outta space I just pulled up in that coupe Ain't wanna say too much (ayy) I see a foreign thin', you know I got no cut on me Racks say they, ooh, ooh, bad Vacuum seal, remove some of the odor, hide this cash Choppers blastin', I got, uh-uh, I'm rich, I ain't go to school Came up from the bricks, I had rocks all in my shoes I wasn't legalized, that's why I went dirty since a juvenile (juvenile) Yeah he can try, from the sky, I get him euthanized (euthanized) I got money for a show, I'm at one-fifty now (one-fifty) So NBA, I can't go broke, I'm rich, got million now (Rich) Pullin' up back to back, the Rolls-Royce, the truck, we the richest Told NBA I put the Forgis on the Bentley I got that ooh-ooh (ooh-ooh), she bad (bad), get a Birkin when she mad (mad) I'm flyin' with these racks, I vacuum seal the cash Vacuum seal the cash, that money ski'd up We draw down, won't freeze, all I know is throw them b's up We be spendin' that money, we get it and stack it, ol' broke ass niggas keep up I be poppin' that X like they relaxants, twenty-four, I be T'd up Racks say they, ooh, ooh, bad Vacuum seal, remove some of the odor, hide this cash Choppers blastin', I got, uh-uh, I'm rich, I ain't go to school Came up from the bricks, I had rocks all in my shoes I went plain jane (plain) Then bust down your main thing (main thing) He tryna maintain (maintain) I went and copped the whole thing (the whole thing) Damn, that bitch so bad, and plus I love the way she walk (she walk) I just got the bag, I'm on a jet to drop it off (drop it off) Drop it off, pick it up (yeah) I was broke as a youngin' and chasin' the hunnids, yeah, I had to get it up (I had to get it up) In the car with them gunners, we pullin' up on 'em, you know we gon' to hit it up Them VVS diamonds all over the planet, where ever I'm sendin' her Michael Jackson bad (bad) Ooh, ooh, I let her do the dash (ooh) I was on a Perc', might f*ck around and crash When I make love to the money, I be makin' 'em mad (I be makin' 'em mad) I might her a bag (what?) Racks say they, ooh, ooh, bad Vacuum seal, remove some of the odor, hide this cash Choppers blastin', I got, uh-uh, I'm rich, I ain't go to school Came up from the bricks, I had rocks all in my shoes
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Written by: Dimitri Leslie, Kentrell Gaulden
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