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YoungBoy Never Broke Again
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aaron Hill
Aaron Hill
Songwriter
Daniel Lebrun
Daniel Lebrun
Songwriter
Kentrell Gaulden
Kentrell Gaulden
Songwriter
Seth Love
Seth Love
Songwriter
Jason Michael Goldberg
Jason Michael Goldberg
Songwriter
Mandell David Strawter
Mandell David Strawter
Songwriter
Michael Roberge
Michael Roberge
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Berge
Berge
Producer
Skeeo!
Skeeo!
Producer
Lastwordbeats
Lastwordbeats
Producer
DRoc
DRoc
Producer
Jason Goldberg
Jason Goldberg
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

(Any last words?) (D-Roc) I see a new hat, nigga with a blue flag Big Mac, catch 'em, let it go, nigga, fetch that Bitch nigga, fuck nigga Catch 'em, we gon' knock his ass All these niggas hoes And they know I be on they ass (uh) Nigga say they want me, I be on it I see a new hat, nigga with a blue flag Big Mac, nigga know I let go that, buss his ass (let's go) That's my gang bro, mama, he ain't make it home Plenty killings in the fuckin' city I'm out of action, I ain't been up in it Said the whole town with that murder business Said them young niggas wit' them 30s sittin' Waitin', for to pull another killin' Rap niggas catch this whole semi Fuck 'round, leave his soul different Don't bring me in no mentions Got this .30 on me, nigga (yeah) Find out where they home, they gon' all get it I been tryna raise my children, ain't whack something in a lil' minute These niggas, they know I'm wit' it Know they don't want drag me in it It's gon' be some bullets flyin' and mamas cryin' inside the city They know this murder shit, I came in with and leave out with it They know I'm bloody and got more bodies then they whole committee Ever since a toddler, been a problem, they can't fuckin' get me Lil' bro gon' pop out wit' it Ring around the rosie Pussy tryna dome me Know the police on me They know that they can't clone me Shawty say she want me Know that I got money Say that they don't like me 'Cause I'm always stuntin' (yeah) Know for a fact soon as he lack that I'm gon' stretch him This ain't no Hellcat, nigga, this a catch-him Let him talk that shit, they must don't want him Draco gon' neglect him Left him baptized right there on that corner They know who the fuck blessed him Tell 'em bring it on, let's get it (oh) Mama, I got demons inside my body All these niggas gon' get it, they knowin' how I'm rockin' I tell 'em bring it on, let's get it (oh-oh, oh, oh) Mama, I got demons inside my body They know that I been chillin', they tryna bring me out it Let's collect they body On the phone with my brother, he lurkin' We catch 'em, we do 'em dirty, we be leavin' 'em now In the car while them niggas be swervin' They pullin' on side, nobody left breathin' in there On my knees, on side of the bed, I'm prayin' with beads I know they receivin' 'em now I'm like, "God, I'm tryin', so please Them niggas be trippin', they steady be bringin' me there" I don't give a fuck if kids in there I just wanna see his braincells Tryna knock his fuckin' brains out, brains out He stunt for Insta', at your funeral, I just tell your mama invite 'em all It's gon' be a fuckin' bang-out, bang-out I see a new hat, nigga with a blue flag Big Mac, catch 'em, let it go, nigga, fetch that Bitch nigga, fuck nigga Catch 'em, we gon' knock his ass All these niggas hoes And they know I be on they ass Tell 'em bring it on, let's get it (oh-oh, oh) Mama, I got demons inside my body All these niggas gon' get it, they knowin' how I'm rockin' I tell 'em bring it on, let's get it (oh-oh, oh, oh) Mama, I got demons inside my body They know that I been chill, and they tryna bring me out it Let's collect they body It's YoungBoy Ayy, bitch ass nigga, say If you ain't Quando, say Don't bring no blue flag around me If you ain't somebody that he love Bitch ass nigga, don't call me cuz, you already know what it is We gon' tie your pussy ass up And that's off the flap, nigga Tell these niggas bring it on, they some motherfuckin' cheerleaders You heard me? And I'm still ridin' wit' that 45, and it's still illegal Tell them niggas get at me, slime You heard me? You already know how I'm rockin' You already know how I get it poppin' Bitch ass nigga, we dyin' behind this green flag You heard me? You better keep your rocket It's Northside, 38, 4KT, FreeDDawg Who gon' die today? I see a new hat, nigga with a blue flag Big Mac, catch 'em, let it go, nigga, fetch that Bitch nigga, fuck nigga Catch 'em, we gon' knock his ass All these niggas hoes And they know I be on they ass
Writer(s): Mandell Strawter, Daniel Lebrun, Kentrell Gaulden, Jason Goldberg, Michael Roberge, Aaron Hill, Seth Love Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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