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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Vocals
DJ Swift
Programming
Lil Wayne
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bryon Thomas
Songwriter
Christopher Dorsey
Songwriter
Damion Williams
Songwriter
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Songwriter
Kentrell Gaulden
Songwriter
Terius Gray
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Swift
Producer
Lyrics
(D-D-D-DJ Swift on the track)
Aye
Ay, they might, could do it better
I ain't trippin' off all that sh-
Used to be broke, but now I'm rich, I'm spendin' every penny
Tupac Shakur, ridin' through the North up in the Bentley
Curtis Jackson, ain't no actin' when I'm on a mission
Tryna assassinate my character, I ain't say I did it
Nigga, you got that yayo? (Well, cook somethin', nigga)
Nigga, you let them K's go? (Well, bust somethin', nigga)
Are you duckin' them laws? (You better run from 'em, nigga)
Are you playin' with that raw? (Well, look here, front somethin', nigga)
The block is hot, the block is hot (ha-ha)
The block is hot, the block is hot (ha-ha)
The block is hot, the block is hot (ha-ha)
The block is hot, the block is hot (ha-ha)
Whole lotta killin', Helter Skelter like I'm Charles Manson
These niggas hatin' now keep that hammer, all these diamonds dancin'
Me and Meek Mill watchin' movies in Rick Ross' mansion
You disrespect, I up the TEC and let you niggas have it
23 shots, LeBron James, I shoot the Cavalier
These niggas speakin' on my name, I'ma get it clear
When they shot, they aimed for my brain, but I'm still here
I'm a Bad Boy, never met Diddy, but that's what it is
Used to be broke, but now I'm rich, I'm spendin' every penny
Tupac Shakur, ridin' through the North up in the Bentley
Curtis Jackson, ain't no actin' when I'm on a mission
Tryna assassinate my character, I ain't say I did it
Nigga, you got that yayo? (Well, cook somethin', nigga)
Nigga, you let them K's go? (Well, bust somethin', nigga)
Are you duckin' them laws? (You better run from 'em, nigga)
Are you playin' with that raw? (Well, look here, front somethin', nigga)
The block is hot, the block is hot (ha-ha)
The block is hot, the block is hot (ha-ha)
The block is hot, the block is hot (ha-ha)
The block is hot, the block is hot, ha-ah (yeah)
I'm in the all-white Porsche with Fee, ridin' through Hollygrove (Hollygrove)
Discussin' 'bout what it's gon' take to get them birds gone (get them birds, brrr)
Say, "Look, lil' daddy, I ain't your woadie, make me bust your dome" (boaw!)
Got a hunnid shots up in the caddy while I'm headed home (skrt, skrt)
My lil' hitter quiet like Slim, we gon' shoot above the rim
We gon' pop 'em when we see 'em, whip his pockets 'fore we kill 'em
We got the police on our trail, so we runnin' when we see 'em
Don't wanna front us no heroin, we gon' rob 'em when we see 'em (bitch)
Police hit our stash house, but we ain't closing shop
They got some niggas movin' work who stay right up the block
Knock on the door, I need a zone, yeah, I got the guap
Soon as he open up the door, he gon' see the Glock
Nigga, you got that yayo? (Well, cook somethin', nigga)
Nigga, you let them K's go? (Well, bust somethin', nigga)
Are you duckin' them laws? (You better run from 'em, nigga)
Are you playin' with that raw? (Well, look here, front somethin', nigga)
The block is hot, the block is hot (ha-ha)
The block is hot, the block is hot (ha-ha)
The block is hot, the block is hot (ha-ha)
The block is hot, the block is hot (ha-ha)
Writer(s): Dwayne Carter, Terius Gray, Byron O. Thomas, Christopher Noel Dorsey, Kentrell Deshawn Gaulden, Damion Williams
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