Disfruta de la Música en Línea de Youngboy Never Broke Again en Rap - 2024

Kacey, Khaliel
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Mm, mm, mm (Ayy, ayy)
Oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah

Pull up in it, they can't afford this
Now check how I get it, they can't record this (yeah, yeah)
Put myself on top a brand new level, I just bought a bigger bezel
Got her, she'll never leave me, know that I'll never let her

Do-Re-Mi, that money come in purple and blue
Hold on, I had to tell 'em
Don't rate me, it ain't no limit to the things that I do
Now let me talk the blues

Thе head, I chop 'em, I could vision helicoptеrs
I'ma keep that Hell I caught you, inside green and slimy
Know I'm shinin', but can't count my pockets
They can't stop me, I got the flu, it was sent to me
Know that they never could get to me
I got them out like a mini-me
Feelin' the symphony, turnin' his head to a centerpiece
Know they gon' try to get rid of me
Vision the scene when I'm plannin' on biddin' me
Concrete body, they ain't tippin' me, tell 'em: Try and see
Millionaire, runnin' for a B, they ain't got more bread than me
Paid tuition fees, she bring the head to me
Got fire on my feet (Yeah)

Do-Re-Mi, that money come in purple and blue
Hold on, I had to tell 'em
Don't rate me, it ain't no limit to the things that I do
Now let me talk the blues
Don't save me 'cause I'm not savin' you
You better get it, boy
Don't hate me, I'm gon' forever do what I do (yeah, Quavo)
I know you feel me, boy

I gotta Hunchos (cash), get you peeled for some blue strips (woo)
Upgraded all my hollows to them blue tips (suu)
Rated R (yeah), lotta violence, nigga, set it off (set it off)
Lotta steppin' in the field (step), coin toss
Brick by brick, we built this shit (brick)
Hands-on, flip the switch (flip it)
Fuck a bitch (woo), fell in love once and I can't go again (no)
It's YB and 'Cho and we got everybody rich (on God)
Bitch, I play on D and I get everybody hit
Eight hunnid on the AP, I had to buy that shit (woo)
Ten toes rockin' shit (ten), Nawfside prodigy (Nawf)
Momma told me every time I go up, they gon' hate me (momma)
It's okay, mama, 'cause this Glock don't got safety

Do-Re-Mi, that money come in purple and blue
Hold on, I had to tell 'em
Don't rate me, it ain't no limit to the things that I do
Now let me talk the blues
Don't save me 'cause I'm not savin' you
You better get it, boy
Don't hate me, I'm gon' forever do what I do
I know you feel me, boy

Kacey, Khaliel