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nba youngboy - don’t leave (fast)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Vocals
cheese
cheese
Performer
Dmac
Dmac
Performer
LondnBlue
LondnBlue
Performer
Tntxd
Tntxd
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David McDowell
David McDowell
Songwriter
Kentrell Gaulden
Kentrell Gaulden
Songwriter
Sterling Reynolds
Sterling Reynolds
Songwriter
Jason Goldberg
Jason Goldberg
Songwriter
Thomas Horton
Thomas Horton
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Recording Engineer
Dmac
Dmac
Producer
LondnBlue
LondnBlue
Producer
Tntxd
Tntxd
Producer
Jason Goldberg
Jason Goldberg
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Pipe that shit up, TnT DMac on the fuckin' track (Got you, you know I got you) You ain't seein' me walk out, don't think for to leave Anything we can talk 'bout, you can tell me some things You think I'm too thugged out, my past too uneasy Tonight you should go out, it's okay if you leave me 'Cause I don't wanna party It's okay I'll be fine, can't run away, so I just lay, gettin' full of drank Now you come in, put that pussy on my face I want a brand new FN, motherfuck that Drac' Tote that stick, I'm with that shit, I'm gon' protect you, bae Whole lot of money on they head, it ain't safe I just wanna put that bitch to bed, if he play Run down, shoot him in his head Hit a lick for Jordan, I don't mind, we ain't kid Gettin' my life in order, gettin' in line with that bread Count me out, tell them get in line with they ass I been gettin' that money, they want me sad or me dead Ran into love, come from cold heart Ran up a bag, it was slow startin' I want a Porsche and it's push-start I drive that Benz like a go-kart I repaired that girl with my hands from a broke heart I been fuckin' up and goin' in like a popstar She'll pour my life on me, do right, I swear, I'm gon' start She know I'm a demon, day through night, and this ain't just start I made her my wife and then I promised we won't grow apart You ain't seein' me walk out, don't think for to leave Anything we can talk 'bout, you can tell me some things You think I'm too thugged out, my past too uneasy Tonight you should go out, it's okay if you leave me 'Cause I don't wanna party It's okay (it's okay) I'll be fine, can't run away, so I just lay, gettin' full of drank Now you come in, put that pussy on my face Come up from the bottom, ain't nothin' that's gon' stop me I been destined to prosper, I put that on my mama I been missin' my childhood, told my family I got 'em On my back like a chopper, I can't die, I'm survivin' I done let go of the wheel, like I just know it's God drivin' But I mostly for surely know that it's my grandma who got me And I been savin' words for a note I ain't ignorin' you, just catch me when I blow (Got you, you know I got you)
Writer(s): Kentrell Gaulden, Thomas Horton, Jason Goldberg, David Mcdowell, Sterling Reynolds Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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