Vendetta
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Vendetta was released on January 16, 2026 by Never Broke Again, LLC/Motown Records as a part of the album Slime Cry
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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kentrell Gaulden
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
BlokkOnDa808's
Mixing Engineer
DJ Ryno
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa (Lil Top, ****)
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa (What you on?)
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa (This Northside, 38, free DDawg)
Whoa, whoa
Lil Top, ****
[Verse 1]
If you know Kentrell, you know he keep a shovel
He gon' keep his distance, even with family, like he got a vendetta, yeah
Real Birdman, pull up and change the weather
What I said? Hold on, let me say it again, fuck you, we can do whatever, pussy ****
Got my first pistol from KD, I went to poppin' with it
How the fuck you poke your chest out?
You ain't got more money than me, my pockets different
In the murder section, I ain't got no vest on
Murder weapon, I pop you with it
If I'm gon' sleep, then I don't sleep long, I'm a hustler, I got visions
[PreChorus]
I'm in a million-dollar car, no tags
Phone call, another bag
Bad bitch, a big ass
We both done took one Xan'
I be out here in these streets and I don't hide from these **** (Don't hide)
I got twelve cars and that's twelve ways to ride on these **** (Ride)
[Chorus]
I pull up Dayton Vogues, and my clothes is the finest
These hoes and my bros all behind me
Blue lights, oh no, the law done stopped me
I just know I'm finna go, all this shit in my pockets
[Verse 2]
I just pulled up in a Mulsanne, baby, this a big bird
Baby, I don't do names, really don't wan' do words
I keep open heart because I need somebody
Just give me your heart and you won't need nobody
I'm a gangster, drop my pin and then I switch up my location
If I tell you I need you, you should believe, I don't do no fakin'
I been tryna set the plot to rearrange, they want my placement
Anywhere I bang, every opposition, I'm tryna get replacement
I'm a locksmith, every section of the frame, not complicated
Dedicated, I demonstrated, now I got 'em motivated
I'm stimulated, them calls waitin', them pussy **** soldier hatin'
They can tamper and get dismantled, I'm gon' face 'em, bitch
The economy I was raised in, you can't find no authentication in
Authenticated, I can't be duplicated
I'm steady ponderin', I ain't situated
I'm patiently waitin', everything you got, just know it's planned to be confiscated
When I pull up, I'm confiscatin', ain't got no time for no conversations
My familia, I kill me enemy, now they wan' investigate me
And me team in the hood, they die for me, on side of me or somewhere near me
Inside me, ragin', a mystical feelin' in the sky, I'm feelin'
My brother, my ma raised me a gangster, every day I be sinnin'
[PreChorus]
I'm in a million-dollar car, no tags
Phone call, another bag
Bad bitch, a big ass
We both done took one Xan'
I be out here in these streets and I don't hide from these ****
I got twelve cars and that's twelve ways to ride on these ****
[Chorus]
I pull up Dayton Vogues, and my clothes is the finest
These hoes and my bros all behind me
Blue lights, oh no, the law done stopped me
I just know I'm finna go, all this shit in my pockets
[Refrain]
I don't need her (Need her)
I come from the jungle, told the bitch, "I'm a cheetah" (Cheetah)
"Who the gun owner?" And the bitch said, "Velveeta" ('Veeta)
I told her to leave, but I'm stayin' with my liter
I'm ridin' in a V, I'm with Murder Amunita
[Verse 3]
She call me DeSean and she weak when I leave her
My heart, it ain't too numb, if she cheat, I might beat her
Hold up, let me rethink, I don't need her
Inside my molly, I think this pussy-boy put fentanyl (He put what?)
Hold up, top-floor boss, five bad bitches, five sticks in the truck
I'm the man, can't go, now a **** playin', pull up, I'ma hit a bitch with one
****, add that up, 30 million R.E.
5 million on a condo I ain't never see
Ought to go for to think and smoke my weed
Bad bitch from the back and watch the seat
[Refrain]
I don't need her
I come from the jungle, told the bitch, "I'm a cheetah"
"Who the gun owner?" And the bitch said, "Velveeta" ('Veeta)
I told her to leave, but I'm stayin' with my liter
I'm ridin' in a V, I'm with Murder Amunita
[Chorus]
Dayton Vogues and my clothes is the finest
And these hoes and my bros all behind me
Blue lights, ah, man, the law done stopped me
I just know I'm finna go, all this shit in my pockets
[Outro]
Huh, whoa, Velveeta
Huh, what ya on, 5? (Whoa, slime, Top, haha)
Play with me, I'ma go, when it's on, it's on
****, I prefer black Prada
Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
Huh, huh, whoa (I'm a motherfuckin' problem, ****)
I'm Lil Top, whoa
On Kacey, this to Choppaboy, you know?
Free Vaughn
Written by: Kentrell Gaulden
