Can't Let The World In

Can't Let The World In Lyrics

[Intro]
12Hunna on the beat
Goddamn, BJ with another one

[Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Ridin’ real fast, nigga, motherf**k a cop car
Intercept the pass on your ass, put my mans in
Bad b**ches running ’round my mansion, YoungBoy rock star
I bought that McLaren just to ride ’round with that cash in it
Elevator in the house, too many of us, no can fit in
My Bentley came out pearlin’, my Styrofoam got syrup in it
Twitter, Instagram, erase it all, can’t let the world in
Lil Top a f**king dawg, I’ll turn your best friend to your girlfriend

[Verse 1: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
V8 swervin’
Double cup my drank and plus my V8, it got syrup in it
I go spend big bank on anything ’cause I deserve it
Take a dirty b**ch and clean her with somethin’ simple as detergent
Turn out one, she ain’t dumb, I’ll kick that b**ch out on the curb and
I don’t need all that fake love, don’t heal pain, that sh*t ain’t workin’
Goyard, I’m on go soon as them youngin sent out to murk him
It’s a tradition where I’m from, you know it’s dumb, we gon’ T-shirt him
And that red light like a motherf**kin’ demon, baby

[Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Ridin’ real fast, nigga, motherf**k a cop car
Intercept the pass on your ass, put my mans in
Bad b**ches running ’round my mansion, YoungBoy rock star
I bought that McLaren just to ride ’round with that cash in it
Elevator in the house, too many of us, no can fit in
My Bentley came out pearlin’, my Styrofoam got syrup in it
Twitter, Instagram, erase it all, can’t let the world in
Lil Top a f**king dawg, I’ll turn your best friend to your girlfriend

[Verse 2: Rich The Kid]
V8 swervin’ (V8 swervin’)
2020 Maybach, add the curtain (Add the curtain)
Hit the plug, feed the block (The block)
I’m rich, no Roddy, b**ches callin’ me, can’t eat the box
(I’m rich, no Roddy, b**ch)
When I f**k her, tell her bring her girlfriend (Girlfriend)
Bentley out the lot, I pull it out, I got it pearlin’ (Skrrt)
I keep gettin’ money, you niggas keep gettin’ mad
Give her a bag, she’ll call me dad
Can’t love her, not just a tad
Going fast like a NASCAR
I stuffed 200 in my bag, did the dash, boy (Did the dash, boy)
A different b**ch for every stamp on my passport
Call me when the check clear, meet me at the ‘port (Win)

[Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Ridin’ real fast, nigga, motherf**k a cop car
Intercept the pass on your ass, put my mans in
Bad b**ches running ’round my mansion, YoungBoy rock star
I bought that McLaren just to ride ’round with that cash in it
Elevator in the house, too many of us, no can fit in
My Bentley came out pearlin’, my Styrofoam got syrup in it
Twitter, Instagram, erase it all, can’t let the world in
Lil Top a f**king dawg, I’ll turn your best friend to your girlfriend