Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Vocals
Nick Seeley
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alex Petit
Songwriter
Kentrell Gaulden
Songwriter
Michael Jackson
Songwriter
Nick Seeley
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nick Seeley
Producer
DJ Riggins
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Jacob Richards
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Mike Seaberg
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
CashMoneyAp
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
You'll never make me lose
So why you bringin' up me?
Your ways was cruel, I was fooled
I was too blind for deceit
My ID cover the news
Seems only trouble I keep
You was the one I would choose
Choose for to be there for me
Can't tell me not to do this
Because I do what I want
We came up out the streets
Straight from the block sellin' raw
She said she never will leave
Soon as she left, it was hard
I wanted her here with me
She left me out with my boys
But I say, "That's okay"
Protect my heart with that rod
I'm runnin' far out your reach
I mean as far as the stars
Might have to cancel my cards
Don't come out after dark
I see she won't leave me 'lone
She slashed the tires on my car
[Chorus]
Dirty Iyanna, oh
Dirty Iyanna, oh
Dirty Iyanna, no
Dirty Iyanna
[Verse 2]
Forever we get it, I'm sick of these bitches, they flow in my head, ah
We be chasin' them riches, however you want it, aim straight for the head, ah
And she know that I love her, she want me to cuff her
I think she'll hurt me, I never will let her
I'm sending condolences inside of a letter
Still trappin' like Griselda
No, it ain't safe in these streets all alone, ah
No, we don't play, keep that heat, we take his soul, ah
Even though when I'm wrong, I ain't ever gon' lie
If I feel that I owe you, I'm gon' make it right
I be thuggin' and keepin' my head to the sky
Double back on a lap by myself when I cry
In a bed while I'm dreamin', behind you, I die
Before that can happen, I let off that fire
Trappin' and rappin', we shoot to the top
After I'm askin', "Can we have a child?"
After heartbreak, I cut off relations
But I be thinkin' about you on the daily
Tell my **** what up and they say that I'm crazy
Remember with you, all them hoes, they hatin'
[Chorus]
Dirty Iyanna, oh
Dirty Iyanna, oh
Dirty Iyanna, no
Dirty Iyanna
Dirty Iyanna
[Outro]
Iyanna
Iyanna
Dirty Iyanna
Written by: Alex Petit, Kentrell Gaulden, Michael Jackson, Nick Seeley