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youngboy never broke again – hardest out my city lyrics

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[intro: nba youngboy]
look
free my n+ggas out the can
n+gga, this that crazy man
i ain’t even put no effort, crazy man

[chorus: nba youngboy]
draw down with that glock, b+tch don’t make no sound
say somethin’, might get shot, b+tch face down to the ground
i ain’t got no respect aye, you might think i’m dumb
i’m just 17, with a whole lotta money
f+ck you, b+tch i hopped up out that coupe
tell me hoe, if you don’t like me why you worried about what i do
you ain’t see the car i pulled up in so you might think i flew (tell me why you say that youngboy?)
cause b+tch i’m flyer than your dude

[verse 1: nba youngboy]
if you think i f+ck with that lil hoe, then you a fool
i ain’t got no education, i dropped out of school
no security with me so i’m strapped up with that tool
try to take my jewelry off and you gon’ make the nеws b+tch
cuban links around my neck, it cost me 22 b+tch
audemar piguеt, coulda’ went and bought a school b+tch
went to neiman marcus for my pants and my shoes b+tch
five thousands dollars, what i paid for the whole fit
i just took a loss so i’m goin’ on a heist b+tch
hold a tool in yo face like chino do a bike b+tch
too much money on me for to raise my hands and fight b+tch
thunder in my clip, f+ck around get hit with light b+tch
[chorus: nba youngboy]
draw down with that glock, b+tch don’t make no sound
say somethin’, might get shot, b+tch face down to the ground
i ain’t got no respect aye, you might think i’m dumb
i’m just 17, with a whole lotta money
f+ck you, b+tch i hopped up out that coupe
tell me hoe, if you don’t like me why you worried about what i do
you ain’t see the car i pulled up in so you might think i flew (tell me why you say that youngboy?)
cause b+tch i’m flyer than your dude

[verse 2: slime osama]
wait, i’m really focused, they talking bullsh+t
but they still listen to my old sh+t
listen lil b+tch, i still got money from some old sh+t
listen lil b+tch, i empty clips and then reload it
i get more attention when i’m with my louie loafers
all my whips is tinted so they love to pull me over
you a sherm n+gga, word n+gga, yous a joker
my whip is matte black, i used to ride in the toyota yeah
now i’m slumpin’ n+ggas over yeah
n+ggas got they ten toes up yeah
heart started gettin’ colder yeah
lil b+tch you don’t know us yeah

[chorus: nba youngboy]
draw down with that glock, b+tch don’t make no sound
say somethin’, might get shot, b+tch face down to the ground
i ain’t got no respect aye, you might think i’m dumb
i’m just 17, with a whole lotta money
f+ck you, b+tch i hopped up out that coupe
tell me hoe, if you don’t like me why you worried about what i do
you ain’t see the car i pulled up in so you might think i flew (tell me why you say that youngboy?)
cause b+tch i’m flyer than your dude



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