10 Bracelets Lyrics – 2 Chainz feat. NBA YoungBoy

10 Bracelets Lyrics by 2 Chainz feat. NBA YoungBoy is the latest English song. 10 Bracelets lyrics were written by 2 Chainz & YoungBoy Never Broke Again while the song is produced by Buddah Bless.

10 Bracelets Lyrics

10 Bracelets Track Info:

Song: 10 Bracelets
Album: Dope Don’t Sell Itself
Singer: 2 Chainz feat. NBA YoungBoy
Produce by: Buddah Bless
Lyrics: 2 Chainz & YoungBoy Never Broke Again

10 Bracelets Lyrics

(Buddah Bless this beat)
Yeah

More whips than Kunta Kinte
Made a million dollars bootlegging my own mixtape
The block was caliente
Put the boxing gloves on, showed you how to beat cases
If I ever got your number, bitch, I been erased it
Arm full of ten bracelets
I got my arm filled with ten bracelets
I got an arm full of ten bracelets
Arm filled with ten bracelets
I got an arm full of ten bracelets
I got my arm filled with ten bracelets

Hold up, hold up, shе basic
Money stuffed in briefcasеs
Buddah beat, I cremate it
I did the hook, I remade it
Mike Amiri jeans ain’t it
Pussy make me fiend lately
I just a bought a team, nigga
Rest in peace to bean, nigga
Niggas ain’t sipping no drank, you sipping Listerine, nigga
Pocket side 380, but it still came with a beam, nigga
Straight from ATL, world call me 2 Chainz
I’m my own restaurant, I don’t even buy food
I’m my own weed, I don’t even buy gas
Got my own bitch, I don’t even buy her ass
Got the pint on me and I got it in [?]
I’ma shoot a nigga [?] index finger got a rash

More whips than Kunta Kinte
Made a million dollars bootlegging my own mixtape
The block was caliente
Put the boxing gloves on, showed you how to beat cases
If I ever got your number, bitch, I been erased it
Arm full of ten bracelets
I got my arm filled with ten bracelets
I got an arm full of ten bracelets
Arm filled with ten bracelets
I got an arm full of ten bracelets
I got my arm filled with ten bracelets

Switched the plans, ship sinking
Dead friends, Ben Franklin
Foreign engine for a young nigga, man, that shit dangerous
Doing the dash while I’m switching lanes, money what I’m thinking
Got different fantasies for sixty thousand just on one [?]
Money tall, now it won’t fold up
It was small now and it grown up
I don’t like the conversations, fuck relations, hang the phone up
In the cell mad is the ones I love, I ain’t never picked the phone up
Patek plain, I fly to [?] and switch the tone up
And this is the life where it’s good, don’t reimburse me
I be giving everything back that you gave, that left me hurting
And I know it ain’t right
Everything certain, just like everything surface
Jump in the whip, close the curtains

More whips than Kunta Kinte
Made a million dollars bootlegging my own mixtape
The block was caliente
Put the boxing gloves on, showed you how to beat cases
If I ever got your number, bitch, I been erased it
Arm full of ten bracelets
I got my arm filled with ten bracelets
I got an arm full of ten bracelets
Arm filled with ten bracelets
I got an arm full of ten bracelets
I got my arm filled with ten bracelets

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