Rnp Lyrics - Ybn Cordae

One of y'all- gon' be - with me 

I got two bad - gon' be rubbin' my feet 

I got three young-down to bust out the heat 

And all y'all ain't got nothin' on me 

Ooh, not one of y'all - gon' be - with me 

I got two bad - gon' be rubbin' my feet 

I got three young - down to bust out the heat 

And all y'all ain't got nothin' on me 

Uh, okay, put your - hands up, this the - anthem 

Smiling 'cause I'm young, rich, black, and I'm handsome 

Not to mention wealthy, - on a healthy 

Young millionaire, what the - can you tell me? Smell me? 

That's Chanel cologne 

I'm in Europe with the tourists with no cellular phone 

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Like ooh, sound like rich - problems 

I hit a bad - with a fistful of - 

And the randomness of risky ménages 

Like get the head right, she can get what she wanted 

The spits, then flaunt it, my drip like a faucet 

She told me she was prego, 

I ain't even take them - out my pocket, yeah 

The opposite 

She want me to fly her, so I copped a jet 

Must be thinkin' I'm a one way ticket on a runway 

Drippin' in my feng shui, sippin' on a sundae 

One of y'all - gon' be -with me 

I got two bad - gon' be rubbin' my feet 

I got three young - down to bust out the heat 

And all y'all ain't got nothin' on me 

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Ooh, not one of y'all - gon' be - with me 

I got two bad - gon' be rubbin' my feet 

I got three young - down to bust out the heat 

And all y'all ain't got nothin' on me 

I bought a Moncler coat for the times we were broke 

I'ma wear it in the summer on LeBron James boat 

Front row? 

Duh, bro 

We don't sit on nosebleeds 

Ain't your pockets obese? 

They won't fit in those seats 

Ayy, we like a cold team 

Shaq and Kobe 

Like back in '03 

I was only like 6 

I was like 16 

But I can give a sixteen 

I can make a scream 

That's a bit extreme 

I got a thick bald - I call her Ms. Clean 

My drip frosty like Halls and Listerine 

We all all-stars, you hardly sixth string 

Yeah, I had to ball hard to harvest these dreams 

Swear to God, me too 

No Harvey Weinstein 

The coupe was lime green, my wrist was blinding 

We party in South Beach, Ferraris and blue cheese 

Does that even mean? 

Just let the hook sing 

One of y'all - gon' be -with me 

I got two bad - gon' be rubbin' my feet 

I got three young - down to bust out the heat 

And all y'all ain't got nothin' on me 

Ooh, not one of y'all - gon' be - with me 

I got two bad -gon' be rubbin' my feet 

I got three young -down to bust out the heat 

And all y'all ain't got nothin' on me