Calling From Rio Lyrics – YoungBoy Never Broke Again

[Intro]
Hmm, with that lingo, I don’t wanna live long, yeah
Rasta man
Ladies and gentleman, everybody stand (Hmm, with that lingo, I don’t wanna live long)
Top’s on the stage, n!gga

[Verse 1]
Convertible that’s brainless, no whispering, lose the suppressor
I wan’ make sure the neighbors hear this b!tch, baow, I done stretched him
Thirty-six O’s, that’s my big brother, package protection, a stolen MAC-11
Congressmen control congression, look who been supporting the section
Lucid dreams, a bad b!tch who I been s*xing

Godly things, I’m stopping for some gas, I’m pulling up in seven
Jazlyn bracelet with the AP glazing, I bought this b!tch out heaven
Ain’t no faking, Jason too amazing, money on collective
Write me out, don’t stall me out, I’m taking off
I’ll take the label, rip it off, I’m shipping straight back to the North (Calm and collective)
Confiscating, b!tch, I plan on collecting
911 or the Chevy?
Tote that hammer like I’m Hamilton
Leonardo DiCaprio, I’m action, b!tch, K2 ain’t never damaged me
Jump out, swing my tool, this b!tch go, “Boom” and I’m gon’ damage him
Be cool, you ain’t no fool you better not fu*k ’round with this management
Girl, you ain’t that cruel, she break the rules and I’m gon’ slam the b!tch
Money, purple, blue, I need my food, b!tch, where my sandwich went?

[Chorus]
Calling from Rio
She wan’ book a flight, so she can fly in tonight
She tryna find a way, the grass green on this side
She been texting, ho, that’s my Canadian
She gon’ fu*k with BoBo, ‘fore you know, she brought the labels in
There go money
Came in like a storm through the night (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
We just fu*ked us up a load, but I’m gon’ make the s*it right (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
There go two million, five, run it back to ten
B!tch, you wan’ play?

Where they reside? Give the hit to 10, slime

[Verse 2]
Shot inside the leg, could barley run, now, run it back
And I just reconstruct the hood, hunter chased him down, eleven out the gat
Out the chopper
B!tch, this strictly facts, now you could quit the rap
Before you rat, we set a trap, informant ain’t gon’ make it back
Informant, I stepped out in Saint Laurent, my Castellano swag
Four levels in the house, I’m talking levee in the south
Before the fireworks could set, that cutter banging, letting off
They know Tovar, that’s my dog, stay masked down, can’t see his face
What’s the perhaps? No ankle bracelet
If it’s too serious, Henry drive
I’m screaming, “Metal” ’til I break it
Too many complicated faces
This b!tch amazing, I don’t want her
BoBo want her, she a goner
Plenty money in the corner, I’m still living like a loner
I say I’m broke, but, s*it, my wife got too much money
Before I walked up out the house, inside my wallet, she stuffed a hundred
I say, “MooMoo,” now that’s my daughter, responding to me, she called me, “Honey”
Old days, them pu*sy n!ggas saw me bumming, a pickup game, they ain’t wan’ run it
And now my actions they referring as acting funny, they want money

[Bridge]
Hold on, I owe no n!gga, she wan’ go see Glorilla
Hitters, I just wanna roll with ’em, switch the flow with ’em
They be hanging out while I be bringing in the loads with ’em
How high you can go? I say I’m chosen, ain’t got no ceilings
These n!ggas with me, diamonds glistening, I done kicked the doors with ’em
I just sent the blitz, don’t ask ’bout this, condone in no killing
Herm pulled on side and sprayed the ride and he left holes in it
Montana hold his child, who am I? Known gravedigger

[Chorus]
Calling from Rio
She wan’ book a flight, so she can fly in tonight
She tryna find a way, the grass green on this side
She been texting, ho, that’s my Canadian
She gon’ fu*k with BoBo, ‘fore you know, she brought the labels in
There go money
Came in like a storm through the night (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
We just fu*ked us up a load, but I’m gon’ make the s*it right (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
There go two million, five, run it back to ten
B!tch, you wan’ play?
Where they reside? Give the hit to 10, slime