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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Giovanni Gardner
Giovanni Gardner
Songwriter
Kentrell Gaulden
Kentrell Gaulden
Songwriter
Brian Lamar Stewart Jr
Brian Lamar Stewart Jr
Songwriter
Jason Michael Goldberg
Jason Michael Goldberg
Songwriter
Kyle Mateo Green
Kyle Mateo Green
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
GorillaOnThaTrack
GorillaOnThaTrack
Producer
Bboy Beatz
Bboy Beatz
Producer
Jason Goldberg
Jason Goldberg
Mixing Engineer
Lil Tayo
Lil Tayo
Producer

Lyrics

Grr, bow, bow, bitch These niggas hoes (ayy, chase him) You already know how I get down, you heard me? These bitch ass niggas You 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? They be hard, you heard me? They be like Yamahas, you heard me? .45 Glocks and shit All these niggas talkin' 'bout them switches, choppa came automatic Red flag, you know the business Pop his ass, we drop his ass That be that green flag activity All these niggas talkin' 'bout killin' me So bet, let's get it started They know I been a murder man We bust his brain, jump in that water Hold on, swim like you a shark, bitch Show him he a goldfish, show him how that pole hit Walk down with that four-nick' Hold on, talkin' bout that glizzy switch My nigga, get your soul lit Know you heard 'bout all these bodies, we be wildin' That gravediggin' shit Pallbearers bring your body to the grave (mm-hmm) Don't do no missin' wit' these K's, and that's on Dave (mm-hmm) Don't give a fuck about where you from We leave you slumped, and that's on Dump On bottom, the Draco got a drum Come out the window, then we dump (bow, bow) Leave him dead, bro, don't call my phone I'm bein' investigated by DOJ and the Feds Slime gon' have the money, where you stay at? I'm a child, that's how I play it Watchin' 'toons while gettin' head Backyardigans inside my bed Then I switch to Bob the Builder Take a bitch then body build her They know I like bodies, I catch bodies with the slimest niggas They know I be wildin', from my mama house, I shot a nigga Fuck it, shoulda split his fitted All these pussy niggas talkin' 'bout them switches, this choppa came automatic Red flag, you know the business Pop his ass, we drop his ass That be that green flag activity All these niggas talkin' 'bout killin' me So bet, let's get it started They know I been a murder mane We bust his brain, jump in that water Hold on, swim like you a shark, bitch Show him he a goldfish, show him how that pole hit Walk down with that four-nick' Hold on, talkin' bout that glizzy switch My nigga, get your soul lit Know you heard 'bout all these bodies, we be wildin' That gravediggin' shit Shawty got that ass, that's my lil' baby, I buy her a bottle Don Julio, plus my lil' four, he got all them narcotics 1942, or pour a four, I go to diddy boppin' Makeup on my face, or either way, bitch, you don't want my problems They know I'm gon' see about it They know I don't give no fuck They know they don't want to see Lul Tim jump from out that truck They know Quando rollin' like them 60s, buck, he put you up Know I'm a thug ass nigga out that north, and I'ma throw it up And I'm in this bitch, I whacked that bitch but innocent I buy my babymama anything, bitch, 'cause I'm really rich I pull up on that silly shit, I'm laughin', but it turn out bad Try to fight me, I'ma pop you daddy 4MATIC, you can catch me in that Maybach flashin' This choppa came automatic Red flag, you know the business Pop his ass, we drop his ass That be that green flag activity All these niggas talkin' 'bout killin' me So bet, let's get it started They know I been a murder mane We bust his brain, jump in that water Hold on, swim like you a shark, bitch Show him he a goldfish, show him how that pole hit Walk down with that four-nick' Hold on, talkin' bout that glizzy switch My nigga, get your soul lit Know you heard 'bout all these bodies, we be wildin' That gravediggin' shit Nigga, I'm way from the South, bitch I'm from the bottom of the- I'm from the bottom of the motherfuckin' United States You heard me? We ain't nothin' but some alligators, you heard me Some rapper slayers, you already know, 4 You know it, whole lot of convicts and shit (haha) Pussy ass nigga, they don't like me Bitch, I don't like you neither
Writer(s): Brian Stewart, Kentrell Gaulden, Jason Goldberg, Giovanni Tyrone Gardner Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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