Hit that light for me, let me roll this stick
(Beezo need cash only, ya dig?)
(OG Parker)
(Oh Lord, Jetson made another one)
Uh, hmm
Let's do it, huh
Bitch, I'm toxic
Kickin' your shit, you better watch it, whoa, whoa
Just unzipped my pants
Cash stuffed down all in my pockets (pockets)
Put her in Hermès, now I got all these niggas jockin'
My weight up and now I got the power
Tell my lil' slime, "Go spray on cowards"
Your ho in this bitch, it's a money shower
Starin' too hard, won't be my main
Drippin' sauce, wan' give me brain
Paint that Maybach pure cocaine
F*ck goin' on? They wan' do somethin'?
Hold on, grrt-grrt
Cutlass, 'Vette motors inside my hood, yeah
Prince inside my hood, yeah
"Let's get this understood," I said (I said)
I be with the masked men and they all unheard of (unheard of)
187, just spent me a seven
Ayy, Christian V. steppin'
They know it's a murder, this fit unheard of
Bad like her friend
Huh, I see why that's her twin
Four hoes at Drury Inn, I got 'em in rotation (got 'em)
Once they leave, look like they soul taken
I got 'em, like, "Oh, baby" (oh, baby)
Chopper for chopper go dollar for dollar
I'm takin' the problems away from my mama
I turned up my sister, show love to my brother
I be likin' all my stylists
Hold on, haircut fresh by stylist
Hold on, new coupe, ain't no mileage (huh?)
Bitch, I'm toxic
Kickin' your shit, you better watch it
Crash out, turn up, bought that bitch that rocket
Told her, "It better not get shown once, ho" (better not)
Fill up a clip or go fill up a safe (bah, bah, bah, bah)
Fill up a clip or go fill up a safe (bah, bah, bah, bah)
Cross his chest I spray that Drac'
Uh, uh, uh, uh, piss on somethin' with diamond chains
New machine (skrrt)
Count it up, nigga, yeah
F*ckin' with mathematics
Twenty million on thirty, not far from Cali'
Put her in Prada, I'm up in Valley
Let's do it, tote gun smoke, blow static, uh (brrt)
F*ck up the mattress, then fill up another one
F*ck on her in that Patek, I bought her another one
Kick my shit, I'm in this bitch, we're lit by three hoes (lit by, lit by)
Whip that Maybach in the street, cash out on three, let's go
Hypnotizin' yo' ho, we be turnin' her out
Do that dude, shh, I ain't runnin' my mouth
Which one you workin'? I'm clockin' it out
Startin' the Rolls from inside of the house
Cutlass, 'Vette motors inside my hood, yeah
Prince inside my hood, yeah
"Let's get this understood," I said (I said)
I be with the masked men and they all unheard of (unheard of)
187, just spent me a seven
Ayy, Christian V. steppin'
They know it's a murder, this fit unheard of
She in with shottas
we pourin' up lines from out of the bottle (from out of the bottle)
My beanie Amiri, Giuseppe I'm steppin'
I locked up my stylist, I'm petty (I'm petty)
Treat my bitch like all new whips, that's upgrade models (upgrade models)
My bitch walk 'round with one milli', I say, "Hell yeah" (bitch, yeah)
Fill up a clip or go fill up a safe (uh, uh, uh, uh)
Fill up a clip or go fill up a safe (brrt, bop, bop, bah)
Cross his chest I spray that Drac'
Uh, uh, uh, uh, piss on somethin' with diamond chains
My weight up and now I got the power
Tell my lil' slime, "Go spray on cowards"
Your ho in this bitch, it's a money shower
Starin' too hard, won't be my main
Drippin' sauce, wan' give me brain
Paint that Maybach pure cocaine
F*ck goin' on? They wan' do somethin'?
Hold on, grrt-grrt-grrt
YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Vette Motors Lyrics
YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Vette Motors Lyrics
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Hit that light for me, let me roll this stick
(Beezo need cash only, ya dig?)
(OG Parker)
(Oh Lord, Jetson made another one)
Uh, hmm
Let's do it, huh
Bitch, I'm toxic
Kickin' your shit, you better watch it, whoa, whoa
Just unzipped my pants
Cash stuffed down all in my pockets (pockets)
Put her in Hermès, now I got all these niggas jockin'
My weight up and now I got the power
Tell my lil' slime, "Go spray on cowards"
Your ho in this bitch, it's a money shower
Starin' too hard, won't be my main
Drippin' sauce, wan' give me brain
Paint that Maybach pure cocaine
F*ck goin' on? They wan' do somethin'?
Hold on, grrt-grrt
Cutlass, 'Vette motors inside my hood, yeah
Prince inside my hood, yeah
"Let's get this understood," I said (I said)
I be with the masked men and they all unheard of (unheard of)
187, just spent me a seven
Ayy, Christian V. steppin'
They know it's a murder, this fit unheard of
Bad like her friend
Huh, I see why that's her twin
Four hoes at Drury Inn, I got 'em in rotation (got 'em)
Once they leave, look like they soul taken
I got 'em, like, "Oh, baby" (oh, baby)
Chopper for chopper go dollar for dollar
I'm takin' the problems away from my mama
I turned up my sister, show love to my brother
I be likin' all my stylists
Hold on, haircut fresh by stylist
Hold on, new coupe, ain't no mileage (huh?)
Bitch, I'm toxic
Kickin' your shit, you better watch it
Crash out, turn up, bought that bitch that rocket
Told her, "It better not get shown once, ho" (better not)
Fill up a clip or go fill up a safe (bah, bah, bah, bah)
Fill up a clip or go fill up a safe (bah, bah, bah, bah)
Cross his chest I spray that Drac'
Uh, uh, uh, uh, piss on somethin' with diamond chains
New machine (skrrt)
Count it up, nigga, yeah
F*ckin' with mathematics
Twenty million on thirty, not far from Cali'
Put her in Prada, I'm up in Valley
Let's do it, tote gun smoke, blow static, uh (brrt)
F*ck up the mattress, then fill up another one
F*ck on her in that Patek, I bought her another one
Kick my shit, I'm in this bitch, we're lit by three hoes (lit by, lit by)
Whip that Maybach in the street, cash out on three, let's go
Hypnotizin' yo' ho, we be turnin' her out
Do that dude, shh, I ain't runnin' my mouth
Which one you workin'? I'm clockin' it out
Startin' the Rolls from inside of the house
Cutlass, 'Vette motors inside my hood, yeah
Prince inside my hood, yeah
"Let's get this understood," I said (I said)
I be with the masked men and they all unheard of (unheard of)
187, just spent me a seven
Ayy, Christian V. steppin'
They know it's a murder, this fit unheard of
She in with shottas
we pourin' up lines from out of the bottle (from out of the bottle)
My beanie Amiri, Giuseppe I'm steppin'
I locked up my stylist, I'm petty (I'm petty)
Treat my bitch like all new whips, that's upgrade models (upgrade models)
My bitch walk 'round with one milli', I say, "Hell yeah" (bitch, yeah)
Fill up a clip or go fill up a safe (uh, uh, uh, uh)
Fill up a clip or go fill up a safe (brrt, bop, bop, bah)
Cross his chest I spray that Drac'
Uh, uh, uh, uh, piss on somethin' with diamond chains
My weight up and now I got the power
Tell my lil' slime, "Go spray on cowards"
Your ho in this bitch, it's a money shower
Starin' too hard, won't be my main
Drippin' sauce, wan' give me brain
Paint that Maybach pure cocaine
F*ck goin' on? They wan' do somethin'?
Hold on, grrt-grrt-grrt
(Beezo need cash only, ya dig?)
(OG Parker)
(Oh Lord, Jetson made another one)
Uh, hmm
Let's do it, huh
Bitch, I'm toxic
Kickin' your shit, you better watch it, whoa, whoa
Just unzipped my pants
Cash stuffed down all in my pockets (pockets)
Put her in Hermès, now I got all these niggas jockin'
My weight up and now I got the power
Tell my lil' slime, "Go spray on cowards"
Your ho in this bitch, it's a money shower
Starin' too hard, won't be my main
Drippin' sauce, wan' give me brain
Paint that Maybach pure cocaine
F*ck goin' on? They wan' do somethin'?
Hold on, grrt-grrt
Cutlass, 'Vette motors inside my hood, yeah
Prince inside my hood, yeah
"Let's get this understood," I said (I said)
I be with the masked men and they all unheard of (unheard of)
187, just spent me a seven
Ayy, Christian V. steppin'
They know it's a murder, this fit unheard of
Bad like her friend
Huh, I see why that's her twin
Four hoes at Drury Inn, I got 'em in rotation (got 'em)
Once they leave, look like they soul taken
I got 'em, like, "Oh, baby" (oh, baby)
Chopper for chopper go dollar for dollar
I'm takin' the problems away from my mama
I turned up my sister, show love to my brother
I be likin' all my stylists
Hold on, haircut fresh by stylist
Hold on, new coupe, ain't no mileage (huh?)
Bitch, I'm toxic
Kickin' your shit, you better watch it
Crash out, turn up, bought that bitch that rocket
Told her, "It better not get shown once, ho" (better not)
Fill up a clip or go fill up a safe (bah, bah, bah, bah)
Fill up a clip or go fill up a safe (bah, bah, bah, bah)
Cross his chest I spray that Drac'
Uh, uh, uh, uh, piss on somethin' with diamond chains
New machine (skrrt)
Count it up, nigga, yeah
F*ckin' with mathematics
Twenty million on thirty, not far from Cali'
Put her in Prada, I'm up in Valley
Let's do it, tote gun smoke, blow static, uh (brrt)
F*ck up the mattress, then fill up another one
F*ck on her in that Patek, I bought her another one
Kick my shit, I'm in this bitch, we're lit by three hoes (lit by, lit by)
Whip that Maybach in the street, cash out on three, let's go
Hypnotizin' yo' ho, we be turnin' her out
Do that dude, shh, I ain't runnin' my mouth
Which one you workin'? I'm clockin' it out
Startin' the Rolls from inside of the house
Cutlass, 'Vette motors inside my hood, yeah
Prince inside my hood, yeah
"Let's get this understood," I said (I said)
I be with the masked men and they all unheard of (unheard of)
187, just spent me a seven
Ayy, Christian V. steppin'
They know it's a murder, this fit unheard of
She in with shottas
we pourin' up lines from out of the bottle (from out of the bottle)
My beanie Amiri, Giuseppe I'm steppin'
I locked up my stylist, I'm petty (I'm petty)
Treat my bitch like all new whips, that's upgrade models (upgrade models)
My bitch walk 'round with one milli', I say, "Hell yeah" (bitch, yeah)
Fill up a clip or go fill up a safe (uh, uh, uh, uh)
Fill up a clip or go fill up a safe (brrt, bop, bop, bah)
Cross his chest I spray that Drac'
Uh, uh, uh, uh, piss on somethin' with diamond chains
My weight up and now I got the power
Tell my lil' slime, "Go spray on cowards"
Your ho in this bitch, it's a money shower
Starin' too hard, won't be my main
Drippin' sauce, wan' give me brain
Paint that Maybach pure cocaine
F*ck goin' on? They wan' do somethin'?
Hold on, grrt-grrt-grrt
Writer: Bishop Leonard Grinnage, Jason Goldberg, Joshua Isaih, Kentrell Desean Gaulden, Tahj Morgan, Tyrese McGriff
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC