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PERFORMING ARTISTS
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Vocals
Dubba-AA
Dubba-AA
Programming
Louie Bandz
Louie Bandz
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aaron Lockhart
Aaron Lockhart
Songwriter
Dennis Neal
Dennis Neal
Songwriter
Kentrell Gaulden
Kentrell Gaulden
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dubba-AA
Dubba-AA
Producer
Louie Bandz
Louie Bandz
Producer
Jason Goldberg
Jason Goldberg
Mixing Engineer
Marcus "Hardhead" Richard
Marcus "Hardhead" Richard
Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
(Dubba-AA flex)
(Louie Bandz made another one)
(This is the sound)
[Verse 2]
I ain't been recording but I'm still going crazy
Leaning got me lazy, but I'm still on apeshit
I turn up soon as I wake up, I say "Amen" with my baby
Not racist, my new ho come from coast-to-coast, Iranian
[Verse 3]
Draco come from Pakistan
Fuck that shore, say sell that sand
We gon' ride down slow and blow that man
Keep Bs on me, that's Taliban
She just want a footstep (Okay)
Shoot it soon they come right in
She just wanna sleep here
I just wan' beat her back in
I'm dressed down in Chrome Hearts
I'ma rock out soon as my song start
These hoes be loving me
Probably buy that bitch a gold heart
Top say, "If he go that way, we gon' stretch that boy"
Hol' on, swing that Drac', aim straight at his face
We gon' take that card
[Verse 4]
I ain't been recording but I'm still going crazy
Leaning got me lazy, but I'm still on apeshit
I turn up soon as I wake up, I say "Amen" with my baby
Not racist, my new ho come from coast-to-coast, Iranian
[Verse 5]
Got my flag on me
Money on my head so I be walking with my gat on me
Just like WWE, I walk 'round with that masterpiece
Load up, we gon' clear they street, we leave shit dead, that's on Big B
Mama, I'm gon' leave these **** dead as long as they in reach
New chopshop, Stolos right on my block
Youngboy leave out handkerchief, blood get spilled for fucking cops
Now come inside, that's when you to run into Top
Spin the Benz for to get the kill, fifty-round, that's that fucking mop
Let thirteen up out that chop, stretch 'em that don't fuck up my heat
They get set aside, blow that shit ain't got no knowledge (Boom boom)
Top back in New York, hoodie on just like I'm Highbridge
Up that blick and I spark, send that boy life with some mileage
[Verse 6]
I ain't been recording but I'm still going crazy
Leaning got me lazy, but I'm still on apeshit
I turn up soon as I wake up, I say "Amen" with my baby
Not racist, my new ho come from coast-to-coast, Iranian
[Verse 7]
She just want a footstep
Shoot it soon they come right in
She just wanna sleep here
I just wan' beat her back in
New chopshop, Stolos right on my block
Written by: Aaron David Lockhart, Jr., Aaron Lockhart, Dennis Darrell Neal Jr., Dennis Neal, Kentrell Gaulden
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