Versace Shades Lyrics – YoungBoy Never Broke Again

[Intro]
Uh, hol’ up, hol’ up
Mm-mm, mm-mm, mm
(Who made this s*it? TayTay made the beat)
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Black Versace shades
One million for a car, I just hope that it don’t break
I say, “Baby, see these chains I got on?” I say, “Baby”
I stay strapped down with my chrome, mm-mm
Baow, mm-mm

Baow, that Lil Top, n!gga
You already know what it is, you know how I rock

[Verse]
I grew up selling dope off grandpa porch
Want smoke? You know I keep my pole
Can’t trust nobody ’cause my soul always getting mistreated, damn
I need me a bad ho, I need me a bad b!tch
Gon’ hold me down and help me hide this dirty money from Uncle Sam
I be on them bars and I stay rolling
I can’t control it, baby, no, I can’t control it, baby
Killed that b!tch, he’s talking beef, right now, he the one I’m smoking
I got a problem, baby, tried to smoke his homie, baby
Designer coupe, huh, I change out my shoes
You fu*k with me, huh, then I fu*k with you
I keep my pistol stuck on me like glue
You try one motherfu*king thang and I’m gon’ shoot
“Kentrell, I love you” (Bae, I love you, love you), I love you too
But I’m fu*ked up inside the streets, the FBI wan’ see me through
Driving a Rolls-Royce and it’s long just like a bus, yeah, yeah
Porsche 911, eight-hundred-thousand-dollar watch on top of my hand
We could have a baby, we could do anything, we could just be friends
We’ll shoot your ex out with that cutter that I just got from my kin
Please don’t trust nobody ’round me, they’ll do you in
They’ll shoot you clean inside your head, gave fifty grand to my twin

What the fu*k you mean? I done come from low income
Ever since I’ve been up, I ain’t worried ’bout nothing
My wife ring a million dollars, hundred rounds for a hundred problems
Run down, spray him and his partner, bang, b!tch, bang, n!gga

[Chorus]
I walked in this b!tch with black Versace shades
One million for a car, I just hope that it don’t break
I say, “Baby, see these chains I got on?” I say, “Baby”
I stay strapped down with my chrome, mm-mm
Baow, mm-mm (Slime, slime, slime)
Baow, that Lil Top, n!gga (Uh, uh, uh)
You already know what it is, you know how I rock

[Outro]
Slime, slime
This YoungBoy, n!gga
This Big Velveeta
How you been living, 5?
“Kentrell, I love you,” bae, I love you, love you
(Who made this s*it? TayTay made the beat)