never broke again, p yungin & lil dump – in here lyrics
[intro]
on gang, on gang
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah (b+tch)
yeah, yeah
[chorus: lil dump, p yungin]
i’m out my motherf+ckin’ top, i’m in this b+tch
hands are good, but you know i’m tryna work my glock up in this b+tch
bumped up in the club, we snuck them shots up in this b+tch
don’t let ’em slip up, when you catch ’em, hit ’em up if he wit’ his b+tch
split ’em up as soon as you see ’em, leave a n+gga on his d+ck
grimy n+gga, remember days when lil py ain’t never have sh+t
slimey n+gga, remember lil dump was plottin’ on a l!ck
f+ck your family, you get bust up lil b+tch, you ain’t even got to make no list
f+ck ’em, let his mammy love ‘еm, tell that b+tch to rest is p+ss
shots gon’ damage him, thеn after that, that p+ssy can’t see sh+t
all you’ll hear is fa’fa’fa’fa’fa and that’s it
they gon’ hop out blrrt, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop
then jump back in it
[verse: lil dump]
when it’s up, it’s stuck and it ain’t no comin’ down
you can buck, and get bust at, get your stupid ass layed down
i’m dumb, f+ck how you come
b+tch it’s dumb, f+ck where you from
b+tch i’m pressure, yeah you know it
don’t play dumb, i’m slimey as they come
you hear that shot and that’s your ass
can’t get no pass, n+gga
can’t run, i point ’em out and they gon’ smash li’ one
n+gga know the way we rock
b+tch you ain’t lil top, so don’t get out your top
youngin’ spin just like a dj, put one on replay
this sh+t lock to make your body lock
[verse 2: p yungin]
don’t give no f+ck about him, make his whole family cry
last n+gga spoke on me, that p+ssy b+tch ass n+gga had to die
b+tch yeah i’m from plaq’ and seen my cousin hit up ‘front my eyes
make sure that you stretch the b+tch before the n+gga testify
spin on them wit’ a choppa, just so the p+ssy could see that fi’
i break all the rules, my momma know that i’m her baddest child
remember when i was younger goin’ to chrch and i was in the choir
now i’m a demon baby, wit’ a evil f+ckin’ look and smile
get your l!ck back, tote that k, better catch you a soul, that’s broad day
since fifteen, told ’em to f+ck wit’ me, use to see kim, just to go spray
big 38, cos, that’s 4ktrey, he play games, he die today
no hesitation’, blow his face, blood drippin’ now you bleedin’ n+gga
[outro: lil dump, p yungin]
i’m out my motherf+ckin’ top, i’m in this b+tch
hands are good, but you know i’m tryna work my glock up in this b+tch
bumped up in the club, we snuck them shots up in this b+tch
don’t let ’em slip up, when you catch ’em, hit ’em up if he wit’ his b+tch
split ’em up as soon as you see ’em, leave a n+gga on his d+ck
grimy n+gga, remember days when lil py ain’t never have sh+t
slimey n+gga, remember lil dump was plottin’ on a l!ck
f+ck your family, you get bust up lil b+tch, you ain’t even got to make no list
f+ck ’em, let his mammy love ’em, tell that b+tch to rest is p+ss
shots gon’ damage him, then after that, that p+ssy can’t see sh+t
all you’ll hear is fa’ fa’ fa’ fa’ fa’ and that’s it
they gon’ hop out blrrt, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop
then jump back in it
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