YoungBoy Never Broke Again – Dirty Stick Lyrics | Audio

Lyrics Dirty Stick – YoungBoy Never Broke Again

What the f**k they talkin’ ’bout, they gon’ let Lil Top in
Know I had my Glock out as soon as I walked in
Want you for to mouth off, I’m gon’ let it spark then
I pull up with the top down with a thirty stick
And some s**t to distribute

White or blue, cotton too
Demon baby inside that coupe
Masked down, tryna step on you
I want it all, that penny too
B**ch, move, I’m put this stick on you
That b**ch get extra extensions too
Lowdown and dirty only way to do

Homeless shelter, they be servin’ food, mama can’t walk
Come up to this house, s**t, they gon’ serve her two
Catch him in that North, take his ass off
F**k him, put him on the news
Diamonds in my mouth, screamin’, pissed off
B**ch, I’m on them white and blues
Bootin’ up, could barely chew

F**k a n**ga, shoot him in his ink
Molly came out pink
Blood in the streets ’til they gone, f**k the stink
Extinct, insta-kill
Brains left in the street when a n**ga f**k with me
Had to leave somethin’ up inside the North
Tryna rub off somethin’ that thug with me
B**ch, you must think that I’m a w**re or somethin’
Hell the next time that he gon’ see me

What the f**k they talkin’ ’bout, they gon’ let Lil Top in
Know I had my Glock out as soon as I walked in
Want you for to mouth off, I’m gon’ let it spark then
I pull up with the top down with a thirty stick
And some s**t to distribute

Get you a few, your mammy too
Cock it back and do that dude
No shell cases, he too improved
Made it out of middle school
By high, ain’t have to point a tool
N**gas I been with ‘fore introduced to you
Step on heroin and step on fools
B**ch, don’t tell me what you gon’ do
On that Eight, I’ma have ’em waitin’ on ya
Get a b**ch to build a case on him
Leave him stretched out on the state corner
To bury him, mom turned to a state loner
Now you know you did that bad
Tryna beef, ain’t even got no money
Now your family assed out in the inn
She see I got that s**t up in me
Now she want me to beat her in
Beefin’ with my b**ch, so how I’m comin’
I want you and your friend
Draco with a seventy-round drum in
Come out there and party in
4KTrey, b**ch, you know that we the dumbest
Think not We gon’ f**k with somethin’ then

What the f**k they talkin’ ’bout, they gon’ let Lil Top in
Know I had my Glock out as soon as I walked in
Want you for to mouth off, I’m gon’ let it spark then
I pull up with the top down with a thirty stick
And some s**t to distribute

Yeah, I’m passin’ out these hollows to you and you
In the cut, dawg, that K, boy, and that Schedule II
With a dropout with his mop out
Tryna murder somethin’ all he wan’ do, yeah, gang, uh…

➤ Written by YoungBoy Never Broke Again – NBA YoungBoy
Album: Top
Produced by D-Roc, ABontheBeat & 17OnDaTrack
YoungBoy Never Broke Again | 2020

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