2 Chainz, YoungBoy Never Broke Again - 10 Bracelets lyrics
Tauheed Epps
[2 Chainz, YoungBoy Never Broke Again - 10 Bracelets lyrics]
(Buddah Bless this beat) yeah
More whips than Kunta Kinte
Made a million dollars bootleggin'
My own mixtape, the block was caliente
(Hot) put the boxin' gloves on
Showed you how to beat the cases
If I ever got your number, bitch
I been erased it (yeah)
Arm full of ten bracelets
I got my arm filled with ten bracelets
(yeah) i got an arm full of ten bracelets
Arm filled with ten bracelets (What?)
I got an arm full of ten bracelets (I been)
I got my arm filled with tеn bracelets
Hold up, hold up, she basic
Monеy stuffed in briefcases
Buddah beat, I cremate it, I did the hook
I remade it mike Amiri jeans ain't it
Pussy make me fiend lately
I just a bought a team, nigga
Rest in peace to Bean, nigga
Niggas ain't sippin' no drank
You sippin' Listerine, nigga
Pocket side 380, but it still
Came with a beam, nigga
Straight from ATL, uh, world call me 2 (2)
Own my own restaurant, I don't even buy food
Own my own weed, I don't even buy gas
Got my own bitch, I don't even buy ass
(Not me)
Got the pint on me and I got it in the stash
Bought my shooter Neosporin
His index finger got a rash
More whips than Kunta Kinte
Made a million dollars bootleggin'
My own mixtape, the block was caliente
(Hot) put the boxin' gloves on
Showed you how to beat the cases
If I ever got your number, bitch
I been erased it (yeah)
Arm full of ten bracelets
I got my arm filled with ten bracelets
(yeah) i got an arm full of ten bracelets
Arm filled with ten bracelets (What?)
I got an arm full of ten bracelets (I been)
I got my arm filled with ten bracelets
Switched the plans, ship
Sinkin', dead friends, ben Franklin
(Uh) foreign engine for a young nigga, man
That shit dangerous (yeah)
Doin' the dash while I'm switchin' lanes
Money what I'm thinkin' (Damn)
Got different fantasies for sixty thousand
Just for one paintin'
Money tall now, it won't fold up
It was small now it done grown up (Up)
I don't like the
Conversations, fuck relations
Hang the phone up (Phone)
In the cell mad at the ones I love
I ain't never picked the phone up (Never)
Patek plain
I fly to Shyne and switch the tone up
(Swish) and this is the life when it's good
Don't reimburse me (yeah)
I be givin' everything back that you gave
That left me hurtin' (Oh)
And I know it ain't right, everything certain
(Certain) , just like everything surface
Jump in that Maybach, close the curtains (Uh)
More whips than Kunta Kinte
Made a million dollars bootleggin'
My own mixtape, the block was caliente
(Hot) put the boxin' gloves on
Showed you how to beat the cases
If I ever got your number, bitch
I been erased it (yeah)
Arm full of ten bracelets
I got my arm filled with ten bracelets
(yeah) i got an arm full of ten bracelets
Arm filled with ten bracelets (What?)
I got an arm full of ten bracelets (I been)
I got my arm filled with ten bracelets
More whips than Kunta Kinte
Made a million dollars bootleggin'
My own mixtape, the block was caliente
(Hot) put the boxin' gloves on
Showed you how to beat the cases
If I ever got your number, bitch
I been erased it (yeah)
Arm full of ten bracelets
I got my arm filled with ten bracelets
(yeah) i got an arm full of ten bracelets
Arm filled with ten bracelets (What?)
I got an arm full of ten bracelets (I been)
I got my arm filled with tеn bracelets
Hold up, hold up, she basic
Monеy stuffed in briefcases
Buddah beat, I cremate it, I did the hook
I remade it mike Amiri jeans ain't it
Pussy make me fiend lately
I just a bought a team, nigga
Rest in peace to Bean, nigga
Niggas ain't sippin' no drank
You sippin' Listerine, nigga
Pocket side 380, but it still
Came with a beam, nigga
Straight from ATL, uh, world call me 2 (2)
Own my own restaurant, I don't even buy food
Own my own weed, I don't even buy gas
Got my own bitch, I don't even buy ass
(Not me)
Got the pint on me and I got it in the stash
Bought my shooter Neosporin
His index finger got a rash
More whips than Kunta Kinte
Made a million dollars bootleggin'
My own mixtape, the block was caliente
(Hot) put the boxin' gloves on
Showed you how to beat the cases
If I ever got your number, bitch
I been erased it (yeah)
Arm full of ten bracelets
I got my arm filled with ten bracelets
(yeah) i got an arm full of ten bracelets
Arm filled with ten bracelets (What?)
I got an arm full of ten bracelets (I been)
I got my arm filled with ten bracelets
Switched the plans, ship
Sinkin', dead friends, ben Franklin
(Uh) foreign engine for a young nigga, man
That shit dangerous (yeah)
Doin' the dash while I'm switchin' lanes
Money what I'm thinkin' (Damn)
Got different fantasies for sixty thousand
Just for one paintin'
Money tall now, it won't fold up
It was small now it done grown up (Up)
I don't like the
Conversations, fuck relations
Hang the phone up (Phone)
In the cell mad at the ones I love
I ain't never picked the phone up (Never)
Patek plain
I fly to Shyne and switch the tone up
(Swish) and this is the life when it's good
Don't reimburse me (yeah)
I be givin' everything back that you gave
That left me hurtin' (Oh)
And I know it ain't right, everything certain
(Certain) , just like everything surface
Jump in that Maybach, close the curtains (Uh)
More whips than Kunta Kinte
Made a million dollars bootleggin'
My own mixtape, the block was caliente
(Hot) put the boxin' gloves on
Showed you how to beat the cases
If I ever got your number, bitch
I been erased it (yeah)
Arm full of ten bracelets
I got my arm filled with ten bracelets
(yeah) i got an arm full of ten bracelets
Arm filled with ten bracelets (What?)
I got an arm full of ten bracelets (I been)
I got my arm filled with ten bracelets