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YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Rough Ryder [Official Audio]
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Vocals
AdamSlides
AdamSlides
Programming
BJ Beatz
BJ Beatz
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Adam Foster
Adam Foster
Songwriter
Brandon Jamal Russell
Brandon Jamal Russell
Songwriter
Kentrell Gaulden
Kentrell Gaulden
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Khris James
Khris James
Mixing Engineer
AdamSlides
AdamSlides
Producer
BJ Beatz
BJ Beatz
Producer

Lyrics

Adam slide, make the beat slide, eh, eh Body bag, toe tag, in the streets, another victim Juggin' bag, gettin' it on, cold ass bloody nigga Just another sign, blow his ass, another trace, another record Just a bitch who talkin' down or Another nigga think he fuckin' with me Dirty game, fuckin' shame, kiss me 'cause she love that nigga Dirt up on my name, fuck the fame, free DDawg from out the system Gang gon' stay the same, Your friends gon' change, slide with my bro and with this pistol Bitch, I keep my thing, I let it bang, Don't play no games, we quick to pin him, yeah Pistol packin' in the North, 4Trey stack in the North I'm down to kill a whole house when my feelings involved I'm down to push the button on y'all, I give my brothers one call That's why I'm singin' all my pain, they plan on tearin' me down I'm a rough rider, lowlife, made nigga, yeah I'm a fuckin' problem, thirty pop him, play, we pop his head You know Top'll stop 'em, we clear the scene and leave them niggas red Where I go, them hitters follow They on my ass, but I know the game that's played On top my shit, these pussy niggas hatin', face me, nigga Ridin' 'round in my Rolls-Royce Screamin', "Gang," I know you hate me, nigga We gon' forever bang and stay untamed, they tryna break me, nigga Bitch, I'm twenty, I done spent four million and dropped a half just for the zipper Lay your bed, I throw the pillow (Ooh, yeah) Pallbearer runnin' with the fuckin' gravediggers, yeah Public figure ridin' with the fuckin' K's with him Don't give a fuck 'bout how I turn out once his mans with him I'm quick to jump out with my glaow, they gon' slang with him Pistol packin' in the North, 4Trey stack in the North I'm down to kill a whole house when my feelings involved I'm down to push the button on y'all, I give my brothers one call That's why I'm singin' all my pain, they plan on tearin' me down I'm a rough rider, lowlife, made nigga, yeah I'm a fuckin' problem, thirty pop him, play, we pop his head You know Top'll stop 'em, we clear the scene and leave them niggas red Where I go, them hitters follow They on my ass, but I know the game that's played Everywhere I pull up, all these hoes, they wanna know where Top is Motherfuck a show, I dropped my tape, now where my fuckin' guap at? Soon as I walk up in my show, they tryna see where my Glock at They know I'm strapped up in this Bitch, I shoot, a nigga can't stop that I'm 38 I'm a rough rider, lowlife, made nigga, yeah I'm a fuckin' problem, thirty pop him, play, we pop his head You know Top'll stop 'em, we clear the scene and leave them niggas red Where I go, them hitters follow They on my ass, but I know the game that's played Body bag, toe tag, in the streets, another victim Juggin' bag, gettin' it on, cold ass bloody nigga Just another sign, blow his ass, another trace, another record Just a bitch who talkin' down or Another nigga think he fuckin' with me Dirty game, fuckin' shame, kiss me 'cause she love that nigga Dirt up on my name, fuck the fame, free DDawg from out the system Gang gon' stay the same, Your friends gon' change, slide with my bro and with this pistol Bitch, I keep my thing, I let it bang, Don't play no games, we quick to pin him
Writer(s): Brandon Russell, Kentrell Gaulden, Adam Rich Foster Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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