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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Never Broke Again
Never Broke Again
Vocals
Dubba-AA
Dubba-AA
Programming
Mike Laury
Mike Laury
Programming
The Lottery
The Lottery
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aaron Lockhart Jr.
Aaron Lockhart Jr.
Songwriter
Kentrell "YoungBoy Never Broke Again" Gaulden
Kentrell "YoungBoy Never Broke Again" Gaulden
Composer
Michael Laury
Michael Laury
Songwriter
William Golden Mosley Jr.
William Golden Mosley Jr.
Songwriter
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dubba-AA
Dubba-AA
Producer
Mike Laury
Mike Laury
Producer
The Lottery
The Lottery
Producer
Jason "Cheese" Goldberg
Jason "Cheese" Goldberg
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
(I need to speak to Mike Laury)
(Yeah, you got Mike Laury)
(Dubba-AA flex)
Free DDawg
(Winning lottery numbers coming up)
Cocaine, all white GNikes, so I hit the street right
Hangin' round actin' like they lost somethin', know what it be like
I done seen how they change when I'm down
Riding round that P, smokin' dope just singin' loud
[Verse 2]
Muthafuck 'em if they dont know I ain't gotta show
Marble floors, hella dope, somewhere smokin' strong though
Dirty bitches, they done ran off left foreign cars sittin' round in my home
Causin' me to head on
I say that that's that Maybach, red eye, Rolls Royce, I'm on
Big Bentley, big Benjis, one McLaren, hunnid rounds
Two houses, condo, bad bitches waitin' around
Tell me change but I can't do it, I'm fresh cause I got money now
[Verse 3]
Hella blocks, hella chops, thirty shottas, no trap spot
Plain' Jane, Patek Phileppe, arms reach of a crack pot
Get that rollie, I'ma send it back, I dont like how the bezel sized
Scared for a **** to see her arm sleeve, she got hella dots
Soon as it drop then the body drop
Police comin', call it through the cell
She ain't wit' a **** she ain't around me now
It was the same way laid inside a cell
Tryna step on sum', payin' to get me killed
In that red eye straight from out of hell
Got to much money to be out here stuntin'
And these dirty bitches dont wanna let me live
[Verse 4]
What is you talkin'? All my kids got M's a piece
I knock sum' off, I don't wanna talk
Aye, where the money? Where the lean? God damn
Fuck 'em all, I achieve
I ain't gotta stand for shit, I got it all on my sleeve
[Verse 5]
Muthafuck 'em if they dont know, I ain't gotta show
Marble floors, hella dope, somewhere smokin' strong though
Dirty bitches they done ran off, left foreign cars sittin' round in my home
Causin' me to head on
I say that that's that Maybach, red eye, Rolls Royce, I'm on
Big Bentley, big Benjis, one McLaren, hunnid rounds
Two houses, condo, bad bitches waitin' around
Tell me change but I can't do it, I'm fresh cause I got money now
[Verse 6]
Big stacks, look there go Youngboy, his lil' ass wit' that big gat
Cemetary yard, I can't pass, tell 'em risk that
Don't care bout how you cut it, you not makin' me
Give a fuck 'bout if they clutchin', I say spray that shit
I say pop that boy, I say shoot that bitch
While I wait on my house to get gutted, I flood my wrist
I say hit the switch, I say put it in sport, it ain't got no kick
I say lean, stand, stand right, aim right ****, 'fore you hit that stick
[Verse 7]
What is you talkin'? All my kids got M's a piece
I knock sum' off, I don't wanna talk
Aye, where the money? Where the lean? God damn
Fuck 'em all, I achieve
I ain't gotta stand for shit, I got it all on my sleeve
[Verse 8]
Muthafuck 'em if they dont know, I ain't gotta show
Marble floors, hella dope, somewhere smokin' strong though
Dirty bitches, they done ran off left foreign cars sittin' round in my home
Causin' me to head on
I say that that's that Maybach, red eye, Rolls Royce, I'm on
Big Bentley, big Benjis, one McLaren, hunnid rounds
Two houses, condo, bad bitches waitin' around
Tell me change but I can't do it, I'm fresh cause I got money now
Written by: Aaron Lockhart Jr., Kentrell "YoungBoy Never Broke Again" Gaulden, Michael Laury, William Golden Mosley Jr.
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