YRB (Explicit)

YRB (Explicit) - 2 Chainz/Rick Ross/Skooly

Lyrics by：Tauheed Epps/Papa Abdou Fall/Michael Dean/Kazarion Fowler/William Roberts

Composed by：Tauheed Epps/Papa Abdou Fall/Michael Dean/Kazarion Fowler/William Roberts

Beat up and battled the block

Yea

Came from not having a lot

Uh

Want my American pie

Pie

Rich black arrogant guy

Guy

Burn you don't play with the fire

Fire

Know you get buried alive

Can't walk a day in these shoes

These don't come in your size

Ya

You hot apparently not

Woke up wearin' a watch

Two Cuban links

Trappin' like cheaters got various spots

From w**d to powder

Powder to rock

Been havin' mask and gloves in my car

Car

I take a shroom and stare at a star

S**t I own this mother f**ker

I'll stand on the bar

You always postin' cars

And never post your home decor

Versace robe to the floor

The dead boat on the door

I pray for Italy spent my

Honeymoon on the water

Got cribs in Cali and Florida

I love her so I support her

I got a scale and a ziploc

May I take your order

Alright

The hustle in my aorta

I dodge another reporter

Before the pandemic

Still would've fought with Corona

Paper callin' I reply

Spread that money like the disease

Why my wrist cost a hundred g's

Uh I

I end on my beat I I'm

Young rich and black

B***h uh

Young rich and black

Uh uh

Young rich and black

Mmm get cha get cha

Young rich and black

Mmm get cha mmmm

Young rich and black

Twin phantoms in the city

N***as know who really winnin'

Why you tell us what you spendin'

Forty carats on my finger

Where I live at money linger

Time to get another beamer

I could count a million cash

At three mill my hands'll tingle

Boss

Kilo after kilo

Blow my winnings out in reno

Boss

Candy out the Chevy

New motor

I got the beetle

Trappin' out of tampa

Tom Brady face on a c note

Autograph my jersey

On Thursday's the h*es get peed on

Ohhh

B***hes on the furlough

Let her come back if she fertile

Fertile

She just a surrogate

I told her name my son the Berto

When you on the money team

You gotta hit 'em where you hurt 'em

Offers for my catalog

I guess it's just the way I word 'em

Sentoia brown back

I pray she livin' with a purpose

Contactin' hermes overnight

I had some birkins

Playin' polo out in soho go

For dolo on these verses

In the phantom on the phone

I blow one

Then I pull the curtains

And I reply

Spread that money like disease

Why my wrist cost a hundred g's uh uh

I end on my beat I I'm

Young rich and black b***h uh

Young rich and black

Uh uh

Young rich and black

Mmm get cha get cha

Young rich and black

Mmm get cha mmmm

Young rich and black