时间：2026-06-26
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Calling From Rio (Explicit) - Youngboy Never Broke Again
Lyrics by：Sam Barsh/Kentrell Gaulden/Jason Goldberg
Composed by：Sam Barsh/Kentrell Gaulden/Jason Goldberg
Produced by：Cheese/Sam Barsh
Yeah
Rasta man
Ladies and gentleman everybody stand
Top's on the stage nigga
Convertible that's brainless no whisperin' lose the suppressor
I wan' make sure the neighbors hear this bitch baow I done stretched him
Thirty-six O's that's my big brother package protection a stolen MAC-11
Congressmen control congression look who been supportin' the section
Lucid dreams a bad bitch who I been sexin'
Godly things I'm stoppin' for some gas I'm pullin' up in seven
Jazlyn bracelet with the AP glazin' I bought this bitch out heaven
Ain't no fakin' Jason too amazin' money on collective
Write me out don't stall me out I'm takin' off
I'll take the label rip it off I'm shippin' straight back to the North
Calm and collective
Confiscatin' bitch I plan on collectin'
911 or the Chevy?
Tote that hammer like I'm Hamilton
Leonard' DiCaprio I'm action bitch K2 ain't never damage me
Jump out swing my tool this bitch go boom and I'm gon' damage him
Be cool you ain't no fool you better not fuck 'round with this management
Girl you ain't that cruel she break the rules and I'm gon' slam the bitch
Money purple blue I need my food bitch where my sandwich went?
Callin' from Rio
She wan' book a flight so she can fly in tonight
She tryna find a way the grass green on this side
She been textin' ho that's my Canadian
She gon' fuck with BoBo 'fore you know she brought the labels in
There go money
Came in like a storm through the night
We just fucked us up a load but I'm gon' make the shit right
There go two million five run it back to ten
Bitch you wan' play?
Where they reside? Give the hit to 10 slime
Shot inside the leg could barely run now run it back
And I just reconstruct the hood hunter chased him down eleven out the gat
Out the chopper
Bitch this strictly facts now you could quit the rap
Before you rat we set a trap informant ain't gon' make it back
Informin' I stepped out in Saint Laurent my Castellano swag
Four levels in the house I'm talkin' levee in the South
Before the fireworks could set that cutter bangin' lettin' off
They know Tovar that's my dog stay mask down can't see his face
What's the perhaps? No ankle bracelet
If it's too serious Henry drive
I'm screamin' metal till I break it
Too many complicated faces
This bitch amazin' I don't want her
BoBo want her she a goner
Plenty money in the corner I'm still livin' like a loner
I say I'm broke but shit my wife got too much money
Before I walked up out the house inside my wallet she stuffed a hundred
I say MooMoo now that's my daughter respondin' to me she call me Honey
Old days them pussy niggas saw me bummin' a pickup game they ain't wan' run it
And now my actions they referrin' as actin' funny they want money
Hold on I owe no nigga she wan' go see GloRilla
Hitters I just wanna roll with 'em switch the flow with 'em
They be hangin' out while I be bringin' in the loads with 'em
How high you can go? I say I'm chosen ain't got no ceilings
These niggas with me diamonds glistenin' I done kicked the doors with 'em
I just sent the blitz don't ask 'bout this condonin' no killin'
Herm pull on side and sprayed the ride and he left holes in it
Montana hold his child who am I? Known gravedigger
Callin' from Rio
She wan' book a flight so she can fly in tonight
She tryna find a way the grass green on this side
She been textin' ho that's my Canadian
She gon' fuck with BoBo 'fore you know she brought the labels in
There go money
Came in like a storm through the night
We just fucked us up a load but I'm gon' make the shit right
There go two million five run it back to ten
Bitch you wan' play?
Where they reside? Give the hit to 10 slime
