Letra de Rose Gold - YoungBoy Never Broke Again

Uh, tell them niggas stay out my way, I'm good

Tell 'em I don't need no award, I'm 'hood

Ho wan' fuck, tell the bitch, "Let's do it"

Rolls Royce umbrella, she thought they were canes

Jump in a Bentley, I jump off a plane

Swervin' that Phantom, still duckin' the cams

I'm the shit, fuck a Pamper, they bring up my name

Not wearin' white, everything rose gold

Got another nigga ho tryna take my soul

Put in the Patek and it came two-tone

Cartier bracelets with Jacob & Co

Sit up and cope

Hopin' it's plain jane, keep a nigga heart cold, woah

Fuck nigga want you to say you want smoke

Fuck on these hoes and they fresh like the Pope

Shoot wit' the Glock like I'm Ja

Global, don't need no WiFi

She know I ain't doin' shit for hundred thousand

Fuck 'em, go tell 'em I'm hot now

I waited to blow, I popped now

One million dollars, I'm turnin' it down

One hundred million, I'm chasin' it down

Controllin' my business inside of my home

Rich nigga, Bentley sittin' dead 'cause nobody drive it round

Case in the feds and I'm waitin' for his call

Celine, color red lookin' like he sellin' pounds

Jimmy Choo granted, my AP is matchin'

My shorts got 'em both in the color of brown

Hold up, know the whole thing rose gold

Sit and I think, I'm just watchin' her tone

Makin' [?] 'cus lil ho I ain't regular

Fuck 'em, it don't make a difference because they ain't scared of us

Every contestant, I buried 'em

We're laughin' everytime they say they head of us

Grind all day, I don't do no clubbin'

Pushin' who button, it'll turn out ugly

Remember I said only you can trust me

Know I'm cutthroat, slime, just like my cousin

Uh, tell them niggas stay out my way, I'm good

Tell 'em I don't need no award, I'm 'hood

Ho wan' fuck, tell the bitch, "Let's do it"

Rolls Royce umbrella, she thought they were canes

Jump in a Bentley, I jump off a plain

Swervin' that Phantom, still duckin' the cams

I'm the shit, fuck a Pamper, they bring up my name

Not wearin' white, everything rose gold

Got another nigga ho tryna take my soul

Put in the Patek and it came two-tone

Cartier bracelets with Jacob & Co

Sit up and cope

Hopin' it's plain jane, keep a nigga heart cold, woah

Fuck nigga want you to say you want smoke

Fuck on these hoes and they fresh like the Pope

Gangsta Grillz

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