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YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Bat Man [Official Audio]
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Vocals
Ceddy Bo
Ceddy Bo
Programming
David Tell Em
David Tell Em
Programming
Dubba-AA
Dubba-AA
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aaron Lockhart
Aaron Lockhart
Songwriter
Cedric Brown
Cedric Brown
Songwriter
David Dulcio
David Dulcio
Songwriter
Kentrell Gaulden
Kentrell Gaulden
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Khris James
Khris James
Mixing Engineer
Ceddy Bo
Ceddy Bo
Producer
David Tell Em
David Tell Em
Producer
Dubba-AA
Dubba-AA
Producer

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Dubba-AA flex Mm, Statik On The Track (David Tell Em) Big gat, I got all this money in my pants, talkin' big stacks Had to tell that bitch to watch her hands, push yo' shit back I be walking with that thirty in my pants, you can't miss that I know you see the way these diamonds dance Crack the seal on that dope and pour a four up You got the opp, I got the Backwood, get you rolled up And life cold, my nigga died, think that it's colder Swerve on a nigga ass, aim with the strap, watch how he fold up Bitch, you ain't gon' fold nothin', one thing you know is up with me I got nothin' but killers on the line and they all stuck with me Fuck the money, bro, them clutch that iron and they gon' bust for me Run up, that's when all you niggas dyin', you think 'bout touching me These niggas shootin' shit luckily Bitch, this ain't no luck, nigga, we get close, bust the fire No shooting from a distance, we gon' zip 'em, you just pull on side This cutter hit 'em, flip 'em Draco split 'em and they don't walk outside Talk like you official, we gon' blitz him, buried while alive Pull up in that Rolls, I look like Batman I'm cold right now, man, where the heater? Nigga, fuck the fan I think I'm James Brown or Elvis how these diamonds dance These niggas roll down, we spinnin', finna bust his ass Big gat, I got all this money in my pants, talkin' big stacks Had to tell that bitch to watch her hands, push yo' shit back I be walking with that thirty in my pants, you can't miss that I know you see the way these diamonds dance Man, look, he said he gon' step on who? I'm gon' put him on the news I just hit an opp with the stick like I'm playing pool Hundred shots, a hundred fools, 4KTrey break all the rules Die today if we see you, stretch 'em and watch how I move Bitches tryna Youngboy walk, niggas tryna baller-block Come see what I got in this car, before I shoot, I shorten the stock Big thirty-eight, I beat a opp, big four-five and it's made by Glock Hop out the car and escape from the cops Spray it with the K and we tearing up the block Pull up in that Rolls, I look like Batman I'm cold right now, man, where the heater? Nigga, fuck the fan I think I'm James Brown or Elvis how these diamonds dance These niggas roll down, we spinnin', finna bust his ass Big gat, I got all this money in my pants, talkin' big stacks Had to tell that bitch to watch her hands, push yo' shit back I be walking with that thirty in my pants, you can't miss that I know you see the way these diamonds dance Man, look, he said he gon' step on who? I'm gon' put him on the news I just hit an opp with the stick like I'm playing pool
Writer(s): Kentrell Gaulden, Aaron Lockhart, David Dulcio, Cedric Brown Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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