Versace Shades is recently released English song sung by YoungBoy Never Broke Again, this song is from I Just Got A Lot On My Shoulders album. Lyrics of this song are penned down by YoungBoy Never Broke Again and Music is produced by TayTayMadeIt.
| SONG: | Versace Shades |
| ALBUM: | I Just Got A Lot On My Shoulders |
| SUNG BY: | YoungBoy Never Broke Again |
| WRITTEN BY: | YoungBoy Never Broke Again |
| PRODUCED BY: | TayTayMadeIt |
| RELEASE DATE: | 10 November 2024 |
| GENRE: | Rap |
Versace Shades Lyrics – YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Black Versace shades, one million for a car
I just hope that it don’t break, I say, “Baby”
See these chains I got on? I say, “Baby”
I stay strapped down with my chrome, mm-mm
Bow-bah, mm-mm, bow
That Lil Top nigga
You already know what it is
You know how I rock
I grew up sellin’ dope off grandpa porch
Draw smoke, you know I keep my pole
Can’t trust nobody ’cause my soul
Always get mistreated, damn
I need me a bad ho
I need me a bad b!tch
Gon’ hold me down and help me hide this
Dirty money from up the
I be on them bars and I stay rollin’
I can’t control it, baby
No, I can’t control it, baby
Kilt that bitch, he’s talkin’ beef
Right now he the one I’m smokin’
I got a problem baby, tried to smoke his homie, baby
Designer coupe, I change out my shoes
You f##k with me, then I f##k with you
I keep my pistol stuck on me like glue
You try one mother f##kin’ thang and I’m gon’ shoot
Kentrell, I love you (Love you, love you)
I love you too, but I’m f##ked up inside the streets
The FBI wan’ see me through
Drivin’ a Rolls-Royce
And it’s long just like a bus, yeah-yeah
Porsche 911, 800 thousand dollar watch on top my hand
We could have a baby, we could do anything
We could just be friends
We’ll shoot your ex out with that cutta
I just got from my kin
Please don’t trust nobody ’round me
They’ll do you in
They’ll shoot you clean inside your head
Give fifty-grand to my twin
What the f##k you mean
I done come from low income?
Ever since I’ve been up
I ain’t worried about nothin’
My wife weighing a million dollars
100 rounds for a hundred problems
Run down, spray him and his partner
Bang b!tch, bang n!gga
I walked in this b!tch with black Versace shades
One million foreign car
I just hope that it don’t break, I say, “Baby”
See these chains I got on? I say, “Baby”
I stay strapped down with my chrome, mm-mm
Bow, mm-mm, bow
That Lil Top n!gga
You already know what it is
You know how I rock
Slime, slime, this YoungBoy, nigga
This big Velveeta
How you been living 5?
Kentrell I love you
Say I love you, love you
