One of the Richest YouTubers Right Now Is Literally Four

Being a YouTuber is easily one of the most profitable jobs in the world, right now. From James Charles, to Tana Mongeau, these young entrepreneurs are literally raking in millions.

Of course, while it may seem easy, there’s a lot of work involved in becoming a success. Just ask Vlad and Nikita, the brothers that are making a whopping $312,312 per video. In fact, a new report by the 2020 Youtube League puts the two ahead of the likes of Charles and Logan Paul, in terms of earnings. And they’re only four and six years old.

With 69 million subscribers and 24 billion views (and counting), the YouTube brothers have gained immense popularity among a young audience that enjoys seeing them pretend play, travel and tell stories.

Alongside their parents, who sometimes also appear in the videos, Vlad and Nikita run 15 YouTube channels in 11 languages, making them the 11th most subscribed YouTube personalities in the world.

Related | James Charles: Sisterhood Is Stronger Than Subscribers

But if you thought that was a fluke, at number three is Like Nastya, another wildly popular children’s channel run by six-year-old Anastasia Radzinskaya. The Russian-American blogger and third most subscribed YouTube personality currently makes about $258k per video with 48.1 million subscribers.

While her channel initially started off as a platform to document her treatment for cerebral palsy, it has now evolved into a full-fledged children’s channel that shows Radzinskaya playing with her family, studying, playing dress up and more.

Now while I go start my own YouTube channel, find out where your other favorites like Charles landed. See the full list here, and subscribe to PAPER’s YouTube channel.


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Logan Paul – No Handlebars lyrics

Ugh, Mr. Logan Paul (yeah)
What qualifies you for this job exactly?
Do you really wanna know?
Yeah, that’s why you’re here isn’t it? (Okay)
Here’s what I can do
I can ride your girl with no handlebars (ya)
I can ride your girl with no handlebars (scre)
I can ride your girl with no handlebars (ayy)
No handlebars
No handlebars
She in fifth gear, I’m a ten speed
Not my fault she text me
Swayed seat, my rims deep, my Schwinn beat, that Bently
She ride the pegs, stiletto heels
She fall in love, head over wheels
New chain, I don’t mean necklace
I ride no hands, I’m reckless
Cyclin’ on your chick
La da da da
I’ve been cyclin’ on your chick
La da da da
She be grippin’ on my grips
La da da da
I’ve been cyclin’ on your chick, yeah
I can ride your girl with no (ha) handlebars (Beep Beep)
I can ride your girl with no handlebars (ya, ya)
I can ride your girl with no handlebars (ay)
No handlebars (no handlebars)
No handlebars (no handlebars)
Your tires are flat, your chain is loosey
When it comes to bikes, I’m Gucci
When it comes to likes, I’m boujee
When she come, it wet, Jacuzzi
When we done she can’t stand
Tell her “pop that kickstand”
Bring a friend, go tandem
No helmet, no con
Damn, that’s not safe
My bike make that ass look fat (she thick)
I like how your girl got class (ayy)
Knows long division, makes good decisions, she’s super driven and fuel efficient (impressive)
Got that Tesla ass (ooh)
Airbags, ’cause I’m ’bout to smash (woah)
She combin’ in on my moustache
No handlebars, hit it from the back
Cyclin’ on your chick (ay)
La da da da
I’ve been cyclin’ on your chick
La da da da
She be grippin’ on my grips
La da da da (wait what?)
I’ve been cyclin’ on your chick, yeah
I can ride your girl with no handlebars (I can ride your girl)
I can ride your girl with no handlebars (no handlebars)
I can ride your girl with no handlebars
No handlebars (no handlebars)
No handlebars (no handlebars)
La da da da da la la la
Haha
La da da da da la la la
Rock wit it now
La da da da da la la la (skrr, skrr)
La da da da da la la la
Merch link in description, haha
So am I hired or what?

Logan Paul – Outta My Hair lyrics

Below are the complete “Outta My Hair” lyrics by Logan Paul displayed. These lyrics were added 5 hours ago.

Outta My Hair lyrics

Pull up on you
Standing with your girls, looking good, I just gotta have you
Started conversating then you ask me all about my shampoo
Thinkin’ what’s that about?
But it kind of made me laugh so I told you, “come through”
You know what we gon’ do

[Pre-Chorus]
Candles are lit, lights are down, playing Cody Simpson
Running your fingers through all of this blond ambition
‘Til I find you in the shower, but the water ain’t runnin’
And you still got all your clothes on
Got my products on the counter, and I put it all together

[Chorus]
I just can’t get you out of my hair
Can’t get you out of my hair
And I know it ain’t fair
Tryin’ to blowdry and brush it
You just wanna touch it
I just can’t get you out of my hair
I just can’t get you out of my
I just can’t get you out of my, out of my

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[Post-Chorus]
Can’t, can’t, can’t, can’t, can’t, can’t
I just can’t get you out of my, out of my
Can’t, can’t, can’t, can’t, can’t, can’t
I just can’t get you out of my, out of my
Can’t, can’t, can’t, can’t, can’t, can’t
I just can’t get you out of my, out of my
Can’t, can’t, can’t, can’t, can’t, can’t
I just can’t get you out of my, out of my

[Verse 2]
Next day, woke up feeling funny but to-do is money, so it’s okay
Walkin’ downstairs, saw your purse sittin’ in the hallway
Thinkin’ “what’s that about?”
But you came around the corner, with a can of hairspray
Let me hit the replay

[Pre-Chorus]
Candles are out, lights are up, I’m still on a mission
She said “I just wanna give you a deep condition”
‘Cause I’m looking so good and I’m feeling even better
I be smelling like a rainstorm
She said I got body, but she ain’t talking naughty

[Chorus]
I just can’t get you out of my hair
Can’t get you out of my hair
And I know it ain’t fair
Tryin’ to blowdry and brush it
You just wanna touch it
I just can’t get you out of my hair
I just can’t get you out of my
I just can’t get you out of my, out of my

[Post-Chorus]
Can’t, can’t, can’t, can’t, can’t, can’t
I just can’t get you out of my, out of my
Can’t, can’t, can’t, can’t, can’t, can’t
I just can’t get you out of my, out of my
Can’t, can’t, can’t, can’t, can’t, can’t
I just can’t get you out of my, out of my
Can’t, can’t, can’t, can’t, can’t, can’t
I just can’t get you out of my, out of my