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PERFORMING ARTISTS
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Vocals
J Diesel
J Diesel
Programming
TntXD
TntXD
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jonathan Gaboff
Jonathan Gaboff
Songwriter
Kentrell Gaulden
Kentrell Gaulden
Songwriter
Thomas Horton
Thomas Horton
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mark Dorflinger
Mark Dorflinger
Mixing Engineer
J Diesel
J Diesel
Producer
TntXD
TntXD
Producer
Jason Goldberg
Jason Goldberg
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

(Pipe that shit up,TnT) On Drugs, been leaning Belive it What about you, OG? I can't go no more, charge me up, so I'll go again I say ride, we go, on round forth, three rounds in Gotta motivate my bro, yeah, in the cut like me and my twin Look back soon as it's in, yeah, never gon' lose, I'ma show you how to win Gambled on lean, but I got her on gin, too much of that and she went to the Henney Too big of a sack for the bitch to get off, can't take her off track, get the bitch caught in Kickstand in my drank bottle, no pass she need for admins All bag, no pad, ain't no pen, nothing but money in her lens I can't go no more, charge me up, so I'll go again I say ride, we go, on round forth, three rounds in Gotta motivate my bro, yeah, in the cut like me and my twin Look back soon as it's in, yeah, never gon' lose, I'ma show you how to win Know what you wanna do, why you hitting that bottle? All these drug's gon' clear my problem All these sticks gon' fix that static Counting that money, getting more and more higher All these drugs, I ain't a supplier We gotta do well, you can't cop it Swag can't copy, nigga, just stop it Shawty real bad, tryna make her my money I know that you toxic don't try and fuckin' hide it Question me bad, wanna know where I went You say I'm accusing when ask where you been When you get a gift, you ain't asking what I spent Take off my mask and put on some fly shit I'm causing a wave, these niggas wanna ride it Drank, clearing the pain I'm feeling in my body My jewelry and cars is all exotic Kickstand in my drank bottle, no pass she need for admins All bag, no pad, ain't no pen, nothing but money in her lens I can't go no more, charge me up, so I'll go again I say ride, we go, on round forth, three rounds in Gotta motivate my bro, yeah, in the cut like me and my twin Look back soon as it's in, yeah, never gon' lose, I'ma show you how to win
Writer(s): Kentrell Gaulden, Thomas Horton, Jonathan Gaboff, Jason Goldberg Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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