Kickboxer - YoungBoy Never Broke Again: letras de canciones, vídeos musicales y conciertos

YoungBoy Never Broke Again

Kickboxer

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Kickboxer fue publicado el 25 de julio de 2025 por Never Broke Again/Motown Records como parte del álbum MASA

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00:25 - 00:30

Kickboxer se descubrió con más frecuencia alrededor de los 25 segundos la canción durante la semana pasada

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RESUMEN

LETRAS

Vídeo musical

Vídeo musical

Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS

YoungBoy Never Broke Again

YoungBoy Never Broke Again

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Kentrell Gaulden

Kentrell Gaulden

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Mally Mall

Producer

ISM

Producer

Tip Beats

Producer

Sean da Firzt

Producer

Kayothewizard

Producer

Henry 8

Recording Engineer

Jason "Cheese" Goldberg

Jason "Cheese" Goldberg

Assistant Recording Engineer

Letras

[Intro]

Mally Mall

[Chorus]

H2 Hummer, double-0, I went kickboxer (Wop)

Prada with Givenchy coat, she went criss-crossin' (Yeah)

I hop out, went in the store, she told me, "Ye callin'"

I filled my coupe with plenty of hoes, I went hot boxin' (Yeah)

I got a million dollars worth of diamonds on my body, slime (Yeah)

Roscoe call my phone, he told me, "Top, you just too slimy, slime" (Yeah)

Racks all in my home, racks all on my phone (Bitch, bitch)

I got these hoes runnin' 'round in thongs, she just bought me Burberry cologne (Cologne)

[Verse 1]

I told 'em get out the 'yo 'cause I'm up in my zone

Bro gon' smoke out the pound, I'ma lay it right down

Ran it back up, fifty mil' for my tour

I grew up in the gutter, I'm straight out the sewer

She was keepin' her distance, that money gon' lure her

They ain't knockin' my pimpin', she ready to do it

I reload it, I'm with it, I'm runnin' right to it

Any timin', I get it when I ran into him

[Bridge]

Alright

Hoes on the top line tonight

Ring, ring, can you stop that callin' my line?

[Verse 2]

That **** jabroni, but Henry be on it, you know that he doin' it right (He do it)

I'ma leave with her friend and come back through the night

And this ho, she fantastic, that pussy was tight

[Verse 3]

Run it up, run it up, I just pulled up in a Benz truck

All of my diamonds so bright, Shyne been changin' the look (Hey)

All these cribs, they bought, taekwondo

I keep bitches straight down, Milano

She know that I'm havin', I dress up in Bally

I switch it to tacky, she still let me tap it

She know that I love that 4MATIC

Lil' shawty was rachet, I switched her to classy, I turn up my daddy

My sisters got paper, my mama I manage

Fillin' up, undershirt unmanaged

Pop my shit, then wore MARTI

Chinese restaurant, go eat

This bitch way from overseas, and I gotta dissect whenever she speak

[Chorus]

H2 Hummer, double-0, I went kickboxer (Kickboxer)

Prada with Givenchy coat, she went criss-crossin' (Criss-cross)

I hop out, went in the store, she told me, "Ye callin'" (Ye callin')

I filled my coupe with plenty of hoes, I went hot boxin' (Yeah)

I got a million dollars worth of diamonds on my body, slime

Roscoe call my phone, he told me, "Top, you just too slimy, slime"

Racks all in my home, bitch, racks all in my phone

I got these hoes runnin' 'round in thongs, she just bought me Burberry cologne

[Verse 4]

Who got three Ms?

I'm gon' hit you through a wall

I got one million inside of Goyard

This shit ain't enough, make me feel like a child (Child)

Fifty thousand dollar Jesus piece, I lent them to my child (My child)

I throw out the challenge, tell 'em to take it to trial (To take it to trial)

Obama coupe like a mamba, I ran up them commas, they see that I do it

Lil' brodie, lil' brodie gon' stay with that llama, we pull up right on 'em, he ready to do it

Lil' baby Latino, I'm callin' her "Mami"

From my state on a jet, a young **** done flew

I ain't holdin' enough for to buy me a jet, but I buy me a yacht on the water, we tourin'

I ain't holdin' her up, she been bringin' me down

Smilin' on scene when they feel I should frown

When that alley go up, I'ma dunk on these ****, don't fuck with these ****, they can't come around

Henry so sick that he coughin', he know ain't no talkin', I'm pullin' up often

I ran out Miami, that's fifty-somethin' thousand, I turn up my loft with coffins

I tatted my face, comin' straight out that 8, **** brought up my name, I offed him

**** play with that money, we chalked him

**** tried to come follow, I lost him

**** played like a snake, I done mouthed him

Ain't no internet games, I called 'em (Called 'em)

Boomer let it off on 'em, he sawed 'em

Put them diamonds on diamonds, I'm flossin' (Top, Top)

[Chorus]

H2 Hummer, double-0, I went kickboxer (For real)

Prada with Givenchy coat, she went criss-crossin' (She went criss-crossin')

I hop out, went in the store, she told me, "Ye callin'" (Brr)

I filled my coupe with plenty of hoes, I went hot boxin' (Whoa)

Yeah, I got a million dollars worth of dollars on my body, slime

Roscoe call my phone, he told me, "Top, you just too slimy, slime"

Racks all in my home, bitch, racks all in my phone (Racks, racks)

Got these hoes runnin' 'round in thongs, she just bought me Burberry cologne (Burberry cologne)

[Outro]

****

H2, double-0, I went kickboxer

Turnt up on these hoes, I went hot boxin'

My phone told me, "You too slimy, slime"

Written by: Adam Gamble, Anthony L Mosley, Ishmael Sadiq Montague, Jamal Rashid, James Lamar Brown, Kentrell Gaulden

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