Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aaron David Lockhart, Jr.
Songwriter
Kentrell Gaulden
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dubba-AA
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Double A flex
[Verse 2]
Hustler ambition, ****
Yeah, everybody wanna ball
[Verse 3]
Gucci shirt with a snake up on it
Whole lot of chains around my neck
I got that bag on me
I pray to God ain't no snakes around me
Tell every **** that I love I'll give
[Verse 4]
Now this here shit gonna get hectic
How can you judge but ain't met me
I swear that they don't know the half about me
'Cause I'm 17, shit don't mean a thing
On my gang ain't no tempting me
Bitch, it's murder all my **** play for keeps
[Verse 5]
I'm finally up and I'm making cake
OG driving me state to state
Out of line, bitch, I break your face
We gonna burn 'em, that's out the gate
Kyle just beat his murder case
Now he back on another case
Talked to Von just the other day
Say the judge took his bond away
[Verse 6]
I been grinding, trying to make a way
Shit I take a chance everyday
Talked to moms and she said be safe
'Cause she know that these **** take
[Verse 7]
I be gone on the interstate
New deposit just came today
Fuck these **** it's strictly gang
Let them play catch one to the brain
Fuck the fame, I won't never change
Bitch, it's pressure behind my name
It get wicked about money
These **** change on they mans
Swear these **** ain't solid
Tell everything on the stand
[Verse 8]
I keep it on me, run up on me
Watch how quick you get bam
He say he want it with us bet
We gonna see about it
Play with me, bitch, and get strapped
I keep them hitters 'round me
You gonna get slaughtered
We don't spare nobody
Only my gang up in my circle, you can't hang around me
[Verse 9]
Bitch, so please don't come around me
Please don't come around me
Please don't come around me
Don't come around me
[Verse 10]
I know these bitch **** hate my name
Probably wanna take me for the fame
I ain't tripping 'cause that burner stay with me
Raw pum, tear that bitch up damn
Approach me and we gonna slam
Like, ho ass ****, play with me
[Verse 11]
Think I'm a bitch well come and see
Police gonna cover you in sheets, we flatline shit when we creep
Be a duck and flap your feet
We step on shit when it's beef
We serve whoever we see
Shoot back at who? You must be sleep
We gonna kill your whole street
[Verse 12]
He say he want it with us bet
We gonna see about it
Play with me, bitch, and get strapped
I keep them hitters around me
You gonna get slaughtered
We don't spare nobody
Only my gang up in my circle
You can't hang around me
[Verse 13]
Bitch, so please don't come around me
Please don't come around me
Please don't come around me
Please don't come around me
Written by: Aaron David Lockhart, Jr., Kentrell Gaulden
