Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Vocals
Ben Billions
Ben Billions
Programming
Schife
Schife
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ian Lewis
Ian Lewis
Songwriter
Kentrell Gaulden
Kentrell Gaulden
Songwriter
Ben Diehl
Ben Diehl
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ben Billions
Ben Billions
Producer
Schife
Schife
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Opposites don't speak on me, yeah
Murda Gang, old pussy ass boy
[Verse 1]
YoungBoy, who you talkin' 'bout?
I don't wanna talk, won't speak on nothin', I'm too official
I heard your **** let them choppers off
Strictly 'bout beefing, I go to war with any ****
I heard 'em say that they want smoke with us
Ain't got no name (What you sayin'?)
I run with cold blooded killers
I bet a **** ain't gon' fuck with us
So what you sayin', it's up?
It's up, I'll step on any ****
[Verse 2]
I go hop in the rental with two choppers and the Glizzy
If they say that they want smoke, when I catch 'em I hop out and zip 'em
You around, then you turn to a victim, when I up it, I'm shooting civilians
I can bet my whole bank, that's on my name, I'ma kill 'em
38 North Side where we at
NBA, double G, I bleed that
Where you trap, same place we creep at
Till we shoot everyone, we ain't leavin'
Want blood like I'm a demon, can't wait till I get me a reason
Shoot him in his head, leave him for dead, hop in the whip and we leavin'
I live the life of a villian, you lil' **** be the nemesis
I heard these **** ain't feelin' this, like a reaper, I be killin' shit
Chief Keef, we be drillin' shit, said that they 'bout it, they want it with us
When I catch him, I'ma split his shit, put that on my body, ain't steppin' on us
[Chorus]
YoungBoy, who you talkin' 'bout?
I don't wanna talk, won't speak on nothin', I'm too official
I heard your **** let them choppers off
Strictly 'bout beefing, I go to war with any ****
I heard 'em say that they want smoke with us
Ain't got no name (What you sayin'?)
I run with cold blooded killers
I bet a **** ain't gon' fuck with us
So what you sayin', it's up?
It's up, I'll step on any ****
[Verse 3]
**** say that they want it, you know I ain't quittin'
I brought the TEC, it's repeatedly spittin'
Fuck the police, I'ma walk with that glizzy
Said they want beef and you know that I'm with it
If we want to kill him, you know he gon' get it
Step on that boy, you know that it's instant
He say that it's up and you know we gon' bill it
Bust at that boy and shoot till it's empty
I got my eye on the target, I hit it
Whole lot of aim, you know I ain't missin'
Swear it's a shame these **** be snitchin'
Fuck all that shit, bitch, we steady be killin'
Whole lot of money, I steady be stealin'
38 Baby, I'm a juvenile
400 Degreez like Juvenile
I'm forever runnin' wild
[Chorus]
YoungBoy, who you talkin' 'bout?
I don't wanna talk, won't speak on nothin', I'm too official
I heard your **** let them choppers off
Strictly 'bout beefing, I go to war with any ****
I heard 'em say that they want smoke with us
Ain't got no name (What you sayin'?)
I run with cold blooded killers
I bet a **** ain't gon' fuck with us
So what you sayin', it's up?
It's up, I'll step on any ****
Written by: Benjamin Diehl, Ian Lewis, Kentrell Gaulden
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