YBR lyrics

by

Jay Fizzle


[Intro]
Yeah, okay
Big Tello
Psh, psh, psh, psh, psh, psh, psh, psh
Uh-huh, let's do it
b*tch, I'm young, black, and rich, this young n*gga lit
b*tch, I'm young, black, and rich, this young n*gga lit
b*tch, I'm young, black, and rich, this young n*gga lit (Ooh, who is that? Girl, that's Tella)
b*tch, I'm young, black, and rich, yeah, okay

[Chorus]
b*tch, I'm young and I'm rich (Caked up, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Shawty tryna put that pus*y on me 'cause I'm lit (Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bankroll in my pocket, look like I just hit a lick (Racks, racks, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Pointers in my mouth, b*tch, I can't do no kissin' (Ice, ice, ice, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
When I find my double, b*tch, don't ask me to hit it (Icy, uh)

[Verse 1]
Ho, I don't know where your mouth been (Ayy, watch the lick, ho)
Busty, fine as f*ck, plus that ass on you, I can (Looking good)
"Fizzle, where you been", sh*t, I been trappin', count up big bands (Big racks)
When I'm free, I'm in the booth or in your b*tch pants
Goin' dumb (You tryna run? Okay)
Bring that ass here, b*tch, where yo' ass goin'? (Uh)
f*ck being in your stomach, girl, I'm tryna touch your lungs (Ayy)
Come on, pull up on a Grisdale baby, we can shoot a palm (To the fans)
We talking 'bout opps, man, y'all can pull up too, just know I'm always armed (Fah, fah-fah)
.556's and a AR choppa (b*tch), same side I have my arm (Fah, fah)
These killers around me, never dockin', with that stick, they holding one
I stay sh*ttin' up on these n*ggas, they need to change they name to John (Crazy)
Princess cuts up in my mouth, you steal, you can and to you goin'
I treat that sh*t like it ain't nothing, know these rocks cost me a ton (f*ck you)
Had to kick the b*tch up out the house, found out her top was boring (Get out)
I'm mama's first and only son, I'm back and goin' rose dumb (I'm goin' dumb)
[Chorus]
b*tch, I'm young and I'm rich (Caked up, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Shawty tryna put that pus*y on me 'cause I'm lit (Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bankroll in my pocket, look like I just hit a lick (Racks, racks, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Pointers in my mouth, b*tch, I can't do no kissin' (Ice, ice, ice, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
When I find my double, b*tch, don't ask me to hit it (Icy)

[Verse 2]
But come here, let me feel it (Yeah)
'Cause I like the way they see it (Uh)
Yeah, them big ol' pretty titties (Pretty titties)
Swear I ran through so much money, broke a record, call Guinness (Guinness)
Yeah, I'm ballin'-ass n*gga, straight out Memphis, call me Penny (Yeah, I'm lit)
Yeah, I'm young, black, and rich (Litty)
I rock expensive fits (sh*t's pricey)
pus*y n*ggas mad 'cause they can't do it like this (Haha)
Buddy old, broke, and b*tch (b*tch)
Try me, that's a risk (Risk)
'Cause the first hater step gettin' tossed, three six (Tossed out)

[Chorus]
b*tch, I'm young and I'm rich (Caked up, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Shawty tryna put that pus*y on me 'cause I'm lit (Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bankroll in my pocket, look like I just hit a lick (Racks, racks, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Pointers in my mouth, b*tch, I can't do no kissin' (Ice, ice, ice, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
When I find my double, b*tch, don't ask me to hit it (Icy, uh)
[Outro]
Ho, I don't know where your mouth been (Sorry)
Busty, fine as f*ck, plus that ass on you, I can (f*ck)
"Fizzle, where you been", sh*t, I been trappin', count up big bands (Big bands)
When I'm free, I'm in the booth or in your b*tch pants
Goin' dumb (Haha, ho tryna run)
Bring that ass here, b*tch, where yo' ass goin'? (b*tch)
f*ck being in your stomach, girl, I'm tryna touch your lungs (b*tch)
(Ooh, who is that? Girl, that's Tella)
b*tch, I'm young, black, and rich (Rich), this young n*gga lit (Litty)
b*tch, I'm young, black, and rich (Rich), this young n*gga lit (Lit)
b*tch, I'm young, black, and rich (Rich), this young n*gga lit (Lit, lit)
b*tch, I'm young, black, and rich, yeah, okay
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