Letra de Rich Junkie - YoungBoy Never Broke Again

(BNoise is in his bag, ayy)

(Killer going crazy)

(Simo Fre just killed it)

Uh, uh

Look, look, I just popped a thirty pack

.45 by the couch, the fuck you thought? Bitch, I'm the murder man

Come inside this house, you think I'm playing and I'ma burn your ass

I'm a rich junkie 'cause I pop Xans, nigga, fuck yeah

'Cause I've been that nigga, make her get her out her body

Slap you with this pistol or I'll bat you with this bottle

Huh, I've been on that shit that got me rolling, I ain't stopping

And you can't take not one 'cause this a downer and you ain't built like my body

I'm in this car with 3, tryna get at somethin'

He know to drive and not to crash 'cause I'ma hit at somethin'

Bang, bang, bang, bang, back-to-back

Pussy niggas throwin' slangs 'til they checked

What about all that shit that you was talking? I'm tryna hear 'bout that

Shoot that bitch all in his motherfuckin' face tats, nigga

Fuck your clique, y'all niggas pussy, we them real gravediggers

Probably vibe with me if you ever see me do my fuckin' ritual

You a body if I ever catch your pussy ass slipping (Look)

Look, look, I just popped a thirty pack

.45 by the couch, the fuck you thought? Bitch, I'm the murder man

Come inside this house, you think I'm playing and I'ma burn your ass

I'm a rich junkie 'cause I pop Xans, nigga, fuck yeah

'Cause I've been that nigga, make her get her out her body

Slap you with this pistol or I'll bat you with this bottle

Huh, I've been on that shit that got me rolling, I ain't stopping

And you can't take not one 'cause this a downer and you ain't built like my body

These niggas be sayin' they sipping, they lying, I know they ain't drinkin' no red

Know they wanna be like me, richest, yeah, told me what you said

You pussy niggas ain't got more riches, boy, you're left for dead

I ain't pullin' all my money out, go ask the fucking feds

Big knots, big knots and they all blue guap

We ain't showing them lil'-ass twenties, niggas, get your money up

If you wanna beef me, I just wanna start it off with shots

Just gave my Blacksheep twenty, nigga, for to bust something

Big knots, big knots and they all blue guap

We ain't showing them lil'-ass twenties, niggas, get your money up

If you wanna beef me, I just wanna start it off with shots

Just gave my Blacksheep twenty, nigga, for to bust something

Huh

Old bitch ass

I've been seeing

I've been seeing these bitch-ass niggas talkin' 'bout, "Put it on the floor," all on, all in they pictures

Bitch-ass nigga, it's already on head

The fuck you talking 'bout, boy?

It's 4KTrey, nobody safe, gang

I just popped a thirty pack

.45 by the couch, the fuck you thought? Bitch, I'm the murder man

Come inside this house, you think I'm playing and I'ma burn your ass

I'm a rich junkie 'cause I pop Xans, nigga, fuck yeah

'Cause I've been that nigga, make her get her out her body

Slap you with this pistol or I'll bat you with this bottle

Huh, I've been on that shit that got me rolling, I ain't stopping

And you can't take not one 'cause this a downer and you ain't built like my body

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