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RNP

 

RNP

(album: The Lost Boy - 2019)


[Anderson.Paak:]
One of y'all niggas gon' be fucking with me
I got two bad bitches gon' be rubbing my feet
I got three young niggas down to bust out the heat
And all y'all ain't got nothing on me
Ooh, not one of y'all niggas gon' be fucking with me
I got two bad bitches gon' be rubbing my feet
I got three young niggas down to bust out the heat
And all y'all ain't got nothing on me

[YBN Cordae:]
Uh, okay, put your fucking hands up, this the fucking anthem
Smiling 'cause I'm young, rich, black, and I'm handsome
Not to mention wealthy, ass on a healthy
Young millionaire, what the fuck can you tell me? Smell me?
Nigga, that's Chanel cologne
I'm in Europe with the tourists with no cellular phone

[Anderson.Paak:]
Like ooh, sound like rich nigga problems
I hit a bad bitch with a fistful of condoms
And the randomness of risky ménages
Like get the head right, she can get what she wanted
The spits, then flaunt it, my drip like a faucet
She told me she was prego, I ain't even take the motherfucking dick out my pocket, yeah

[YBN Cordae:]
The opposite
She want me to fly her, so I copped a jet
Must be thinking I'm a one way ticket on a runway
Dripping in my feng shui, sipping on a sundae

[Anderson.Paak:]
One of y'all niggas gon' be fucking with me
I got two bad bitches gon' be rubbing my feet
I got three young niggas down to bust out the heat
And all y'all ain't got nothing on me
Ooh, not one of y'all niggas gon' be fucking with me
I got two bad bitches gon' be rubbing my feet
I got three young niggas down to bust out the heat
And all y'all ain't got nothing on me

[YBN Cordae & Anderson.Paak:]
I bought a Moncler coat for the times we were broke
I'ma wear it in the summer on LeBron James boat
Front row? Duh, bro, we don't sit on nosebleeds
Ain't your pockets obese? They won't fit in those seats
Ayy, we like a cold team, nigga, Shaq and Kobe
Like back in '03, I was only like 6
Shit, I was like 16, but I can give a sixteen
I can make a bitch scream, that's a bit extreme
I got a thick bald bitch, I call her Ms. Clean
My drip frosty like Halls and Listerine
We all all-stars, you hardly sixth string
Yeah, I had to ball hard to harvest these dreams
Swear to God, me too, no Harvey Weinstein
The coupe was lime green, my wrist was blinding
We party in South Beach, Ferraris and blue cheese
Fuck does that even mean? Nigga, just let the hook sing

[Anderson.Paak:]
One of y'all niggas gon' be fucking with me
I got two bad bitches gon' be rubbing my feet
I got three young niggas down to bust out the heat
And all y'all ain't got nothing on me
Ooh, not one of y'all niggas gon' be fucking with me
I got two bad bitches gon' be rubbing my feet
I got three young niggas down to bust out the heat
And all y'all ain't got nothing on me

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