Video Cant Let The World In Ft Youngboy Never Broke Again de Rich The Kid 2025 Rap Lyrics

Rich The Kid - Cant Let The World In Ft Youngboy Never Broke Again Lyrics

(12Hunna on the beat)
(Goddamn, BJ with another one)
Ridin' real fast, nigga motherfuck a cop car
Intercept the pass on your ass, put my mans in
Bad bitches running ‘round my mansion, YoungBoy rockstar
Hop out the McLaren, just to ride 'round with that cash in it
Elevator in the House, too many others, no can fit in
My Bentley came out pearlin', my styrofoam got syrup in it
Twitter, Instagram, erase it all, can't let the world in
Lil Top a fucking dawg, I turn your best friend to your girlfriend

V8 swervin'
Double cup my drank and put my V8, it got syrup in it
I'm gon' spend this bag on anything 'cause I deserve it
Take a dirty bitch and clean her with some simp ass detergent
I keep that bitch out on a curb and
I'm real, all that fake love don’t heal pain, that shit ain't workin'
Y’all already know I'm on go soon as them youngin’ sent out to merc’ him
You know where I'm from, you know its dumb, we gon' T-shirt him
Ride that red eye like a motherfuckin' demon, baby

Ridin' real fast, nigga motherfuck a cop car
Intercept the pass on your ass, put my mans in
Bad bitches running ‘round my mansion, YoungBoy rockstar
Hop out the McLaren, just to ride 'round with that cash in it
Elevator in the House, too many others, no can fit in
My Bentley came out pearlin', my styrofoam got syrup in it
Twitter, Instagram, erase it all, can't let the world in
Lil Top a fucking dawg, I turn your best friend to your girlfriend

V8 swervin' (V8 swervin')
Twenty, twenty Maybach, add the curtain(Curtain)
Hit the plug, feed the block (Block)
I'm rich, no Roddy, Bitches callin' me, can't eat the box
I'm rich, no Roddy (Bitch!)
When I fuck her, tell her, bring her girlfriends (Girlfriends)
Bentley out the lot, I pull it out, I got it pearlin’ (Yeah)
I just get that money, you niggas keep getting mad (Rich)
Leave her bag, she call me back
Get her loving, not just a tag
Going fast like a NASCAR
I flipped 200 in my bag, hit the dashboard
A different stamp for every bitch on my passport
Come and win, the check clearin' me, meet me at the 'port (Win!)

Ridin' real fast, nigga motherfuck a cop car
Intercept the pass on your ass, put my mans in
Bad bitches running ‘round my mansion, YoungBoy rockstar
Hop out the McLaren, just to ride 'round with that cash in it
Elevator in the House, too many others, no can fit in
My Bentley came out pearlin', my styrofoam got syrup in it
Twitter, Instagram, erase it all, can't let the world in
Lil Top a fucking dawg, I turn your best friend to your girlfriend