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youngboy never broke again – next lyrics

[intro]
what up
any last words?
(ten, ten, ten, ten)
perc’ 10, i beat her back in (ha)
(d+roc)
huh, huh
uh, uh, f+ck you talkin’ ’bout?
they already know, huh

[verse 1]
murder man, huh, tell me who the f+ck next
keltec, what’s that? hit this b+tch, it split his hat
bust that, play with me, b+tch, and i get you bust at
shorty tryna throw that ass, i break her back, i’m on that
[pre+chorus]
i was on that pack soon as i walk through the door
i was ridin’ ’round in maybach and poppin’ sh+t with my hoes
i was knockin’ n+ggas asses wit’ that stick on the road
and i was stackin’ bags, so i can do my sh+t on these hoes

[chorus]
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— frrt, p+ssy ass n+gga (baow, baow)
i just want them youngins spin and spin back, n+gga (bah, bah)

[verse 2]
i just bought the b+tch a new benz, a big bag n+gga
i just might wake up and have the b+tch insidе a new fisker
f+ck you mean? i been givin’ thеm bands to my big sister (f+ck you mean? b+tch)
f+ck is you sayin’? i been buyin’ more sticks for all them hitters
i got these hoes and they goin’ down, i never run out
pull them bl!cks out and it’s goin’ down
fire somethin’, get burnt down
you ain’t even got no money anyway, f+ckin’ c+nt
i can bite on your b+tch any day, f+ckin’ runt (now she talkin’)
body hard, it’s slowin’ down
b+tch, can’t come down
b+tch can’t run now, got her on that k2
four+door all grey lawson, b+tch, check the car out
try and make the glock sound
that b+tch got the ap on and it’s blue
i jump out, i shoot that strap at all them dudes (talk that sh+t youngboy)
f+ck is wrong with you?
just look at my neck, i’m way too cool
i f+ck him back, he gon’ get checked
he ain’t got no check, b+tch
i wave this tec across your neck, you die today, b+tch
i’m wasted, i’m pacin’
i think i’m jason, the mask on, erase him
why you think these p+ssies copy? and they know they hate him
the hoes want get him inside it and you know they chase him
i seen me three hoes in the ‘rarri, she lookin’ like a barbie
i just wanna take dope, make her ass codeine
catch a opp, then we wack his ass from the nosebleed
take a b+tch, straight from out the ‘raq and buy her token things
[pre+chorus]
i was on that pack soon as i walk through the door
i was ridin’ ’round in maybach and poppin’ sh+t wit’ my hoes
i was knockin’ n+ggas asses wit’ that stick on the road
and i was stackin’ bags, so i can do my sh+t on these hoes

[verse 3]
want you chop some sh+t like you gon’ pull off, take the stick, tear up the car, b+tch
i make all these b+tches come and take it off, boss sh+t
got that b+tch doin’ white, buy that b+tch a outfit
i ain’t have red on the first night, told the b+tch, “you blew this sh+t”
i want head on the first night, i can make her mouth sh+t
know they talk like that, they lyin’, but know they ain’t ’bout sh+t
all my brother off sh+t, pop out from that car with new machines
please don’t tell me a f+ckin’ thing (told that b+tch, i talk my sh+t)

[outro]
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— frrt, p+ssy ass n+gga (baow, baow)
i just want them youngins spin and spin back, n+gga (bah, bah)

- youngboy never broke again lyrics

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