You Bad Ft Youngboy Never Broke Again Lyrics | Rich The Kid

(Lacoste James!) Yeah, yeah (And you know we never goin' broke)
Yeah, yeah, oh oh (Big, big bag)
Mm, mm (They know what I'm on)
4KTrey (Ayo llari, this shit fire)
I just pulled up in that coupe (I don't even wanna say too much), yeah, shit
Ice and a foreign thing
You know I ain't got no cut on me, mane (Racks in, mm-mm)

Racks in, you bad
Vacuum seal, remove some of the air out of this cash
Choppers burstin', I got, uh, uh, I'm rich, I ain't go to school
Came up from the bricks, I had rocks all in my shoes

I wasn't legalized, I was dirty since a juvenile
Yeah, he can try, from the sky, I'll get him euthanized
I got money for a show, I'm at 150 now
So NBA, I can't go broke, I'm rich, got millions now (Rich)
Pulling up back-to-back, the Rolls-Royce, the truck, we the richest
So NBA, I put the Forgis on the Bentley
I got, ooh, ooh, she bad, get her Birkin when she get mad
I'm flyin' with these racks, I'm back and see cash
Vacuum seal the cash, that money skeet up
We draw down, won't freeze, all I know is throw them B's up
We be spending that money, we get it and stack it, old broke-ass niggas, keep up
I be popping that X like they relaxants, twenty-four, I be T'd up

Racks in, you bad
Vacuum seal, remove some of the air out of this cash
Choppers burstin', I got, uh, uh, I'm rich, I ain't go to school
Came up from the bricks, I had rocks all in my shoes

I went plain jane
Then bust down your main thing
We tryin' to maintain
I went and copped the whole thang
Damn, that bitch so bad and plus, I love the way she walk
I just got that bag, I'm on a jet to drop it off (Drop it off)
Drop it off, pick it up
I was broke as a youngin' and chasing those hunnids, yeah, I had to get it up
In the car with them gunners, we pulling up on 'em, you know we gon' hit it up
Them VVS diamonds all over the planet, wherever I'm sending her
Michael Jackson bad
Ooh, ooh, I let her do the dash
I was on a Perc', might fuck around and crash
When I make love to the money, I be making 'em mad
I might buy a bag

Racks in, you bad
Vacuum seal, remove some of the air out of this cash
Choppers burstin', I got, uh, uh, I'm rich, I ain't go to school
Came up from the bricks, I had rocks all in my shoes