Rich The Kid
Youngboy Never Broke Again
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Automatic (Explicit) - Rich The Kid/Youngboy Never Broke Again
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All these foreigns automatic
They know where we come from now
They see us livin' lavish
And I done fell in love with all
This money I wan' marry it
My niggas in the feds they almost had it
They was grabbin' it
Fresher than a manneq'
All this money make you panic
She don't wanna lose her soul
All for these racks she let me have it
I bring them cars out nigga
I made it straight up out them trenches
Ever since go all out winnin'
Vvs's in all our pendants
I gave shawty chanel filled with benjis
I ain't know she'll ball out and spend it
When I see it no waitin' I'm divin' in it
If you want it you got it don't do the lendin'
In the back of the 'bach with the richest linen
I got fifty nothin' less stickin' out the glizzy
Got the latest goyard with them bodies in it
From the front of the yard I could dot a nigga
From the top of the bleed I could spot a nigga
You know that I'm on it you know that I'm holdin' it
Ain't no way and if you play I'ma pop a nigga
I ain't doin' no time forever I'm chosen
Quit throwin' them b's with a hundred pistols
But quando my nigga forever we rollin'
I'm twenty right now been inside the system
I done ran it way up nigga I'm fully loaded
***** I pull up nigga
Fresher than a manneq' oh oh oh
All this money make you panic oh oh oh
She don't wanna lose her soul
All for these racks
She let me have it she let me have it
Let me have it
All these foreigns automatic 'matic
They know where we come from
Now they see us livin' lavish
And I done fell in love with all
This money I wan' marry it marry it
My niggas in the feds
They almost had it they was grabbin' it
Grabbin' it woo
Money automatic racks I gotta have it racks
Talk about the cash I'm a ******* addict what
And your ***** on my dick she a dick fanatic
She flexible just might be acrobatic flexible
I'ma ball out with it ball out
Don't need the rubber she comin'
With it comin' with it
She a freaky-a*s ***** let three
Pull up in the lamb' that's three-fifty no cap
All these foreigns in my yard
She gon' **** me in the car
'Cause she know that I'm a sta-a-a-ar
Kill the P***y I'ma stab it stab it
See the money gotta grab it woo
You do too much hatin' that's a bad habit rich
Fresher than a manneq' oh oh oh
All this money make you panic oh oh oh
She don't wanna lose her soul
All for these racks
She let me have it she let me
Have it let me have it
All these foreigns automatic
They know where we come from now
They see us livin' lavish lavish
And I done fell in love with all
This money I wan' marry it
My niggas in the feds
They almost had it they was grabbin'
It grabbin' it