NBA Youngboy – Made Rich (Lyrics, Video)

NBA Youngboy premieres the music video for the song, “Made Rich” produced by Wallis Lane, Mike Wavvs & Nico Baran.

Nba Youngboy Made Rich

There’s no stopping the ever-prolific NBA Youngboy. The Baton Rouge native’s 2022 run included the release of August’s The Last Slimeto and last month’s Realer 2, on top of Colors and Better Than You with DaBaby. Even with four projects in the stash, he’s still feeding his fanbase more heat on a regular basis.

On Wednesday, the rapper unleashed his latest record, “Made Rich.” The rapper’s mellifluous meets bubbly production that’s tinged with an EDM influence. YB details his wealth but more importantly, the responsibility of being able to spread it to his loved ones. “I gave my sister a 50, my brother a 50, two-hundred, two-hundred, two-hundred,” he remarks in the song.

In addition to the release of his latest single, YB recently welcomed his 10th child with Jazlyn Michele.

Lyric  Video

Lyrics

[Intro]
I bought this shawty a Patek
Uh

[Verse 1]
I bought this shawty a Patek, hm
I bought my shooter a stick, yeah
I get so fresh and you know I get high as I can
To a place you ain’t went
To a place you can’t top
Mama got a brand new bag
I got the money, you know I can’t flop
Come from the set where we sell grams
I got the ho for to fly to my spot
Do not let ’em leave in the middle of the day
From the block to the rocks to the Glock
To the nigga on top
Let ’em hate, I can’t hear what they say
Run the money up ’til the whole bank break
All-black paint, got it sittin’ in my face
All black Louie in a all-white Wraith
Turn up on fashion, invest in the place
I gave her six hundred, yeah, uh
They tried to sign me for thirty, okay
Tell ’em, “Come with the fifty”
New Era came, I jump in and I get it
I get it real fast, that’s a lot of blue Benjis
I gave my sister a fifty, my brother a fifty
Two hundred, two hundred, two hundred
You ain’t that thing so stop with the stuntin’
Strapped in my denim, you know how I’m comin’
Lean, no Gatorade, still don’t break
I can’t see how another man hate
God made another rich nigga
I think that it’s time to celebrate

[Chorus]
I bought this shawty a Patek, hm
I bought my shooter a stick, yeah
I’m fuckin’ with shawty
I’m thinkin’ that I could run up a mill’ with the bitch
She made for a rich nigga (Made for a rich nigga, yeah)
She made for a rich nigga (That’s my vibe, she my vibe)
She made for a rich nigga (Shawty got that swing goin’ fine)
She made for a rich nigga (Oh, oh)

[Verse 2]
She made ‘fore a nigga got that bag
Now I think ’bout if I ain’t have it
How you get that? I ain’t buy that bag
She say, “I got my own money,” oh, okay
Mind my business, in love with my safe
Too much money to be sittin’ in the bank
Slime ass nigga gon’ ’cause her to break
She a cool chick to be real like that

[Chorus]
I bought this shawty a Patek, hm
I bought my shooter a stick, yeah
I’m fuckin’ with shawty (Woah)
I’m thinkin’ that I could run up a mill’ with the bitch (Woah)
She made for a rich nigga
She made for a rich nigga
She made for a rich nigga
She made for a rich nigga