Etiket: YoungBoy Never Broke Again

(Who made this shit?)(TayTayMadeTheBeat) I said right foot creep, ooh, I’m walking with that heaterLook around, stay low, make sure they don’t see youCatch ’em bad, walk down, face ’em with that heaterThe devil under your feet, you’re on your way to see him (Let’s go)Stretch me one, I can’t sleep, bang out when I…

(Any last words?)(D-Roc) I see a new hat, nigga with a blue flagBig Mac, catch ’em, let it go, nigga, big stackBitch nigga, fuck niggaCatch ’em, we gon’ knock his assAll these niggas hoesAnd they know I be on they ass (Uh)Nigga say they want me, I be on itI see a new hat, nigga…

Any last words?It’s a murder businessYeah (D-Roc) This gun was bought just for to kill niggas(What you on 4? You already know how we get down)We be them motherfuckin’ gravediggersPallbearers bring your body to the graveWe leave him slayed, niggaIt ain’t a open casket, we left his motherfuckin’ brain missin’Hold on, diamond chains, we leave…

Grr, bow, bow, bitchThese niggas hoes (Ayy, chase him)You already know how I get down, you heard me?These bitch ass niggasYou know how it turn out every time (You already know, bitch)You heard me? I’m out that north (That Northside)You heard me? Make pistols spark, you heard me?(Bitch, it’s 3800 block, you heard me?)They be…

Fish scale, Draco with that kick real (it got grip)I got clientele comin’ through on my cell (yeah-yeah)What you want, we sellWe got verses, plus some hittas get them bodies out of hereHold on, bro be servin’ gas and hard and bought that straight from off the scale Let’s go, who the fuck said that…

(Pipe that shit up, Tnt)(DMac on the fuckin’ track)(Tuned Up) I don’t wanna go nowhere, noI think it’s best if we just stay at homeMight as well leave out because your friends can’t come ’roundI wanted it to be just me and you all alone You don’t want me, I see, oh, la-di-da-diAll night, singin’…

Murda on the beat so it’s not nice Casket fresh, duckin’ fedsNew millennium, I’m not like the restWhy you don’t act the same? It’s throwin’ my mind offI’m gon’ stay the same can’t change on my dawgs I guess you don’t fuck with a niggaI tried to keep touch, you steady duckin’ assistAnd some type…

Pipe that shit up, TnTIt’s Vade on the keysNiggas dyin’, fallin’ stars through the nightAnd I been thinkin’ ’bout you every nightIf you happy, I know that I should be alright‘Cause this tragic and I can’t seem for to decide And I think I just, I should leave, I justShould I leave it ‘lone? AhShould…