Lyrics NEXT – YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Murdamane, huh, tell me who the f**k next
Keltec, what’s that, hit this b**ch, it split his hat
Bust that, play wit’ me b**ch and I get you bust at
Shorty tryna throw that a*s, I break her back, I’m on that
I was on that pack soon as I walk through the door
I was ridin’ round in Maybach and poppin’ s**t wit’ my h*es
I was knockin’ n**gas asses wit’ that stick on the road
And I was stackin’ bags, so I can do my s**t on these h*es
She ain’t pop a pill yet, I can’t chill yet
I wanna cop a new Rolls, get the Bentley
And I just wanna, p**sy a*s n**ga
I just want them youngins spin and spin back, n**ga
I just bought the b**ch a new Benz, a big bag n**ga
I just might wakeup and have the b**ch inside a new Fisker
F**k you mean, I been givin’ them bands to my big sister
F**k is you sayin’, I been buyin’ more sticks for all them hitters
I got these h*es and they goin’ down, I never run out
Who was .. and it’s goin down
Fire somethin’, get burned down
You ain’t even got no money anyway, f**kin’ cunt
I can bite on your b**ch anyday, f**kin’ runt
Body hard, it’s slowin’ down
B**ch can’t come down
B**ch can’t run now, got her on that K2
Four door all grey .., b**ch check the car out
Try and make the Glock sound
That b**ch got the AP on and it’s blue
I jump out, I shoot that strap at all them dudes
Talk that s**t, ho what’s wrong wit’ you
Just look at my neck, I’m way too cool
I f**k him back, he gon’ get checked
He ain’t got no check, b**ch
I wave this TEC across your neck, you die today, b**ch
I’m wasted, I’m pacin’
I think I’m Jason, the mask on, erase him
Why you think these pu**ies copy
And they know they hate him
The h*es want get him inside it
And you know they chase him
I seen me three h*es in the Rari
She lookin’ like a barbie
I just wanna .., make her a*s ..
Catch a opp, then we wack his a*s from the nosebleed
Take a b**ch, straight from out the raq and buy her .. things
I was on that pack soon as I walk through the door
I was ridin’ round in Maybach and poppin’ s**t wit’ my h*es
I was knockin’ n**gas asses wit’ that stick on the road
And I was stackin’ bags, so I can do my s**t on these h*es
She ain’t pop a pill yet, I can’t chill yet
I wanna cop a new Rolls, get the Bentley
And I just wanna
I just want them youngins spin and spin back, n**ga
Want you cop some s**t like you gon’ pull off
Take the stick, tear up the car, b**ch
I make all these b**ches come and take it off, boss s**t
Got that b**ch doin’ right, buy that b**ch a outfit
I ain’t have red on the first night, told the b**ch blue this s**t
I want head on the first night, I can make her mouth fit
Know they talk like that, they lyin’, but know they ain’t ’bout s**t
All my brother off s**t, pop out from that car wit’ new machines
Please don’t tell me a f**kin’ thing
She ain’t pop a pill yet, I can’t chill yet
I wanna cop a new Rolls, get the Bentley
And I just wanna
I just want them youngins spin and spin back, n**ga…
➤ Written by YoungBoy Never Broke Again, D-Roc, Lastwordbeats & ProdByBerge
Produced by D-Roc, Lastwordbeats & ProdByBerge
NBA YoungBoy | 2023
