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Youngboy Never Broke Again - 10 Bracelets Lyrics

10 Bracelets Lyrics[Intro: 2 Chainz]
(Buddah Bless this beat)
Yeah

[Chorus: 2 Chainz]
More whips than Kunta Kinte
Made a million dollars bootleggin' my own mixtape, the block was caliente (Hot)
Put the boxin' gloves on, showed you how to beat the cases
If I ever got your number, bitch, I been erased it (Yeah)
Arm full of ten bracelets, I got my arm filled with ten bracelets (Yeah)
I got an arm full of ten bracelets
Arm filled with ten bracelets (What?), I got an arm full of ten bracelets (I been)
I got my arm filled with tеn bracelets

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
Hold up, hold up, she basic, monеy stuffed in briefcases
Buddah beat, I cremate it, I did the hook, I remade it
Mike Amiri jeans ain't it, pussy make me fiend lately
I just a bought a team, nigga, rest in peace to Bean, nigga
Niggas ain't sippin' no drank, you sippin' Listerine, nigga
Pocket side .380, but it still came with a beam, nigga
Straight from ATL, uh, world call me 2 (2)
Own my own restaurant, I don't even buy food
Own my own weed, I don't even buy gas
Got my own bitch, I don't even buy ass (Not me)
Got the pint on me and I got it in the stash
Bought my shooter Neosporin, his index finger got a rash

[Chorus: 2 Chainz]
More whips than Kunta Kinte
Made a million dollars bootleggin' my own mixtape, the block was caliente (Hot)
Put the boxin' gloves on, showed you how to beat the cases
If I ever got your number, bitch, I been erased it (Yeah)
Arm full of ten bracelets, I got my arm filled with ten bracelets (Yeah)
I got an arm full of ten bracelets
Arm filled with ten bracelets (What?), I got an arm full of ten bracelets (I been)
I got my arm filled with ten bracelets

[Verse 2: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Switched the plans, ship sinkin', dead friends, Ben Franklin (Uh)
Foreign engine for a young nigga, man, that shit dangerous (Yeah)
Doin' the dash while I'm switchin' lanes, money what I'm thinkin' (Damn)
Got different fantasies for sixty thousand just for one paintin'
Money tall now, it won't fold up, it was small now it done grown up (Up)
I don't like the conversations, fuck relations, hang the phone up (Phone)
In the cell mad at the ones I love, I ain't never picked the phone up (Never)
Patek plain, I fly to Shyne and switch the tone up (Swish)
And this is the life when it's good, don't reimburse me (Yeah)
I be givin' everything back that you gave, that left me hurtin' (Oh)
And I know it ain't right, everything certain (Certain), just like everything surface
Jump in that Maybach, close the curtains (Uh)

[Chorus: 2 Chainz]
More whips than Kunta Kinte
Made a million dollars bootleggin' my own mixtape, the block was caliente (Hot)
Put the boxin' gloves on, showed you how to beat the cases
If I ever got your number, bitch, I been erased it (Yeah)
Arm full of ten bracelets, I got my arm filled with ten bracelets (Yeah)
I got an arm full of ten bracelets
Arm filled with ten bracelets (What?), I got an arm full of ten bracelets (I been)
I got my arm filled with ten bracelets