10 Bracelets

[Intro: 2 Chainz]

(Buddah Bless this beat)

Yeah

[Chorus: 2 Chainz]

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

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]

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

[Chorus: 2 Chainz]

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

[Verse 2: Youngboy Never Broke Again]

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, **** 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

[Chorus: 2 Chainz]

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