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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Vocals
cheese
cheese
Performer
jbsaucedup
jbsaucedup
Performer
MarsGawd
MarsGawd
Performer
Tntxd
Tntxd
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeremy Bradley
Jeremy Bradley
Songwriter
Josh Joseph
Josh Joseph
Songwriter
Kentrell Gaulden
Kentrell Gaulden
Songwriter
Jason Goldberg
Jason Goldberg
Songwriter
Thomas Horton
Thomas Horton
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Recording Engineer
jbsaucedup
jbsaucedup
Producer
MarsGawd
MarsGawd
Producer
Tntxd
Tntxd
Producer
Jason Goldberg
Jason Goldberg
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

MarsGawd with another one Pipe that shit up, TNT Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah (bitch, yeah) I come from juggin' and breaking in houses, yeah, I did that Fucking these hoes, then not giving a fuck 'bout these hoes, yeah, I did that These niggas ain't lil' me, I had to go kick in the door, eah, I did that Now I'm in this bitch, my swag on froze with my rich ass These hoes keep turning me down, bro move pounds, over two dice, it's gone Tryna keep my calm, but the hoe make me get down And this shit ain't fun I don't fight, stand up to my gun Red flag and I gave one to my son Red flag, nigga can't duck this, hit his ass all in the head, pussy nigga can't run And I still dog these hoes And I still don't like niggas, like I beat they one I'ma dog, two pitbulls inside my home Lame pieces, it's diamonds, that's one out of one Ion' like to argue with her, but the bitch she be trippin' She be makin' me feel like she schemin' I'm on top of my pippin, ain't slippin' When a ho make me made, I say the most dirtiest things Inside a glass bottle, I pour up my lean Pour up forever, you know that I'm up She can bring me McDonalds, she know I ain't trippin' I been that lil' nigga, I'm straight out the slump Smokin' spice through the day, make me feel like I'm dumb Through the night and the day, we be getting at sum' In the house I'ma keep me a hunna' on hundred For a stick I bought baba lil' brotha' a drum I did that, paid my brother lawyer, for to beat the case I did that, stayed down, stacked that money 'til I made a way I did that, fuck these raps, I'ma kill all of these lil' niggas Bitch I is that, fuck these niggas, go spin puss' ass nigga Bet not spin back I come from juggin' and breaking in houses, yeah, I did that Fucking these hoes, then not giving a fuck 'bout these hoes, yeah, I did that These niggas ain't lil' me, I had to go kick in the door, eah, I did that Now I'm in this bitch, my swag on froze with my rich ass These hoes keep turning me down, bro move pounds, over two dice, it's gone Tryna keep my calm, but the hoe make me get down And this shit ain't fun I don't fight, stand up to my gun Red flag and I gave one to my son Red flag, nigga can't duck this, hit his ass all in the head, pussy nigga can't run I wait outside of the store, he gone hand me his chrome Try steal that, yeah Knock on they door, they ain't home He's breaking they window and then I get in it (huh) Fuck on that hoe from the back 'til I'm feeling her bone Get in and I get in there And no effort on songs, I'm up in my zone And these niggas they sound like beginners To a stolo, bronem turn that rental Made a diss 'bout me, old wack ass nigga Big money, Big B, that's me, big, blood no C, they ain't my cartier lens lil' nigga He say if somebody snatch his chain He be claiming that he gon' do this and he gon' do that That nigga a hoe, when they reach for his neck He ain't let of the strap, he just went to the ground I'm in the North, where my mom and them at That same set I sold a thousand somethin' grams The same hood known for to murder a man The minivan bringing a karma van Slime ass nigga, wack a dead ass man Young ass nigga go stick up the stan She want Dior, but I only buy Vans I did this shit without throwing my hands I did that Run me a forty up on 'em, then forty put on 'em, you know that I did that Lil' shawty from Houston I sent that lil' hoe twenty-thousand She ask why I did that I told her I'm feeling her vibe and I'm liking her body, that lil' bitch is that Kill one of us and we kill back (yeah, yeah) I come from juggin' and breaking in houses, yeah, I did that Fucking these hoes, then not giving a fuck 'bout these hoes, yeah, I did that These niggas ain't lil' me, I had to go kick in the door, eah, I did that Now I'm in this bitch, my swag on froze with my rich ass These hoes keep turning me down, bro move pounds, over two dice, it's gone Tryna keep my calm, but the hoe make me get down And this shit ain't fun I don't fight, stand up to my gun Red flag and I gave one to my son Red flag, nigga can't duck this, hit his ass all in the head, pussy nigga can't run
Writer(s): Kentrell Gaulden, Joshua Francilie Joseph, Thomas Horton, Jason Goldberg, Bradley Jeremy Shermane Jr Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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