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PERFORMING ARTISTS
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Vocals
BJ Beatz
BJ Beatz
Programming
SauceyBeats
SauceyBeats
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brandon Russel
Brandon Russel
Songwriter
Kentrell Gaulden
Kentrell Gaulden
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
BJ Beatz
BJ Beatz
Producer
SauceyBeats
SauceyBeats
Producer

Στίχοι

Goddamn, BJ with another one Hahaha, ha ha Hahahahaha It done kicked in, I'm on now, and I'm out of my top Hit that block, the window rolled down, and we let them shots off Cemetery, cemetery, bodies right on my block Pall bearer, get 'em buried, I'ma get 'em knocked off Okay, ace of spades, poker face, wild card, walking dead In that new Mulsanne like I'm insane Blow out the brain, I spark the lead Walk, arm stretched, accurate I say, "Shoot up where he stay" Most timе I be full of meds Kill switch, leavе a nigga dead Ten say we go ten for ten Slimes for slimes, that's head for head Creeper when I'm walkin' in Slang that iron for to slain ones head Nigga, you gon' watch your mouth I'ma put you up, that's how we gon' play it [?] back to the Nawf I be posted where they bangin' red Leanin' out that kickstand, I say drive that rose and kids Glorify my hitman, he know I love to clean up mess 4L tatted, 'round my neck Let's get active, then press next Bitch, that caption get you stretched Cut back massive, hit him, wreck On sight clap 'em, and don't miss Clean the city, [?] AP fashion, mean his wrist Murder one, I seen that shit Just like they got the top down You would think I'm Ken, got hella bricks He a demon baby but he Heaven-sent They don't weigh the same that's a heavy stick Roller coaster when the MAC-11 spit Fuck you mean you ain't eatin', nigga? Take him out, this ain't no belly shit Interruptin' my meal, nigga Separate his ass on some section shit Gang ties in them people eyes So my mans in all type of shit But I'm numbed up through all of it It done kicked in, I'm on now, and I'm out of my top Hit that block, the window rolled down, and we let them shots off Cemetery, cemetery, bodies right on my block Pall bearer, get 'em buried, I'm gon' get 'em knocked off Okay, ace of spades, poker face, wild card, walking dead In that new Mulsanne like I'm insane Blow out the brain, I spark the lead Walk, arm stretched, accurate I say, "Shoot up where he stay" Most time I be full of meds Kill switch, leave a nigga dead Ten say we go ten for ten Slimes for slime, that's head for head Creeper when I'm walkin' in Slang that iron for to slain ones head Nigga, you gon' watch your mouth I'ma put you up, that's how we gon' play it [?] back to the Nawf I be posted where they bangin' red I run that money up, I could fill a Brinks truck On Dump, they gone die in here, if they try to breach us Bitch, why you try to run? You know your cleats stuck Blow the strap and leave you laid out with your feet up Nigga try to walk like Top, like, they wanna be us Bitch, we the reason your brother murder got your tension up I say, "God be with them niggas," talk bout, zippin' us I'm that nigga, made them juvis from the Parish, what you sayin'? It ain't kick, then I'm on now, and I'm out of my top Hit that block, the windows rolled down, then we let the shots off Cemetery, cemetery, bodies right on my block Pall bearer, get 'em bare, I'm gon' get 'em knocked off Okay, ace of spades, poker face, wild card, walking dead In that new Mulsanne like I'm insane Blow out the brain, I sparkle it Walk, arm stretched, accurate I say, "Shooter, where you stay?" Most time I be feel amaze Catch him, leave a nigga dead Tears say we go ten for ten Slimes for slimes, that's head for head Creepin' when I'm walkin' in Slang that iron for the slime, we said Nigga, you gon' watch your mouth I'ma put you up, that's how we gon' play [?] back to the Nawf I be posted where they bangin' red
Writer(s): Kentrell Gaulden, Brandon Russell, Aman Nikhanj Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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