Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aaron Hill
Aaron Hill
Songwriter
Daniel Lebrun
Daniel Lebrun
Songwriter
Jason "Cheese" Goldberg
Jason "Cheese" Goldberg
Songwriter
Kentrell Gaulden
Kentrell Gaulden
Songwriter
Seth Love
Seth Love
Songwriter
Mandell David Strawter
Mandell David Strawter
Songwriter
Michael Roberge
Michael Roberge
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Berge
Berge
Producer
Skeeo!
Skeeo!
Producer
Lastwordbeats
Lastwordbeats
Producer
DRoc
DRoc
Producer
Jason Goldberg
Jason Goldberg
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
(Any last words?)
(D-Roc)
[Refrain]
I see a new hat, **** with a blue flag
Big Mac, catch 'em, let it go, ****, big stack
Bitch ****, fuck ****
Catch 'em, we gon' knock his ass
All these **** hoes
And they know I be on they ass (Uh)
[Verse 1]
**** say they want me, I be on it
I see a new hat, **** with a blue flag
Big Mac, **** know I let go that, buss his ass (Let's go)
That's my gang bro, Mama, he ain't make it home
[Verse 2]
Plenty killings in the fuckin' city
I'm out of action, I ain't been up in it
Said the whole town with that murder business
Said them young **** with them 30s sittin'
Waitin', for to pull another killin'
Rap **** catch this whole semi
Fuck 'round, leave his soul different
Don't bring me in no mentions
Got this .30 on me, **** (Yeah)
Find out where they home, they gon' all get it
I been tryna raise my children, ain't whack something in a lil' minute
These ****, they know I'm with it
Know they don't want drag me in it
It's gon' be some bullets flyin' and mamas cryin' inside the city
They know this murder shit, I came in with and leave out with it
They know I'm bloody and got more bodies then they whole committee
Ever since a toddler, been a problem, they can't fuckin' get me
Lil' bro gon' pop out with it
[Bridge]
Ring around the rosie
Pussy tryna dome me
Know the police on me
They know that they can't clone me
Shawty say she want me
Know that I got money
Say that they don't like me
'Cause I'm always stuntin' (Yeah)
[Verse 3]
Know for a fact soon as he lack that I'm gon' stretch him
This ain't no Hellcat, ****, this a catch-him
Let him talk that shit, they must don't want him
Draco gon' neglect him
Left him baptized right there on that corner
They know who the fuck blessed him
[Chorus]
Tell 'em bring it on, let's get it (Oh)
Mama, I got demons inside my body
All these **** gon' get it, they knowin' how I'm rockin'
I tell 'em bring it on, let's get it (Oh-oh, oh, oh)
Mama, I got demons inside my body
They know that I been chillin', they tryna bring me out it
Let's collect they body
[Verse 4]
On the phone with my brother, he lurkin'
We catch 'em, we do 'em dirty, we be leavin' 'em now
In the car while them **** be swervin'
They pullin' on side, nobody left breathin' in there
On my knees, on side of the bed, I'm prayin' with beads
I know they receivin' 'em now
I'm like, "God, I'm tryin', so please, them **** be trippin', they steady be bringin' me there"
I don't give a fuck if kids in there
I just wanna see his braincells
Tryna knock his fuckin' brains out, brains out
He stunt for Insta' at your funeral, I just tell your mama invite 'em all
It's gon' be a fuckin' bang-out, bang-out
[Refrain]
I see a new hat, **** with a blue flag
Big Mac, catch 'em, let it go, ****, big stack
Bitch ****, fuck ****
Catch 'em, we gon' knock his ass
All these **** hoes
And they know I be on they ass
[Chorus]
Tell 'em bring it on, let's get it (Oh-oh, oh)
Mama, I got demons inside my body
All these **** gon' get it, they knowin' how I'm rockin'
I tell 'em bring it on, let's get it (Oh-oh, oh, oh)
Mama, I got demons inside my body
They know that I been chill, and they tryna bring me out it
Let's collect they body
[Outro]
It's YoungBoy
Aye, bitch ass ****, say
If you ain't Quando, say
Don't bring no blue flag around me
If you ain't somebody that he love
Bitch ass ****, don't call me cuz, you already know what it is
We gon' tie your pussy ass up
And that's off the flap, ****
Tell these **** bring it on, they some motherfuckin' cheerleaders
You heard me?
And I'm still ridin' with that .45, and it's still illegal
Tell them **** get at me, slime
You heard me?
You already know how I'm rockin'
You already know how I get it poppin'
Bitch ass ****, we dyin' behind this green flag
You heard me? You better keep your rocket
It's Northside, 38, 4KT, FreeDDawg
Who gon' die today?
[Verse 5]
I see a new hat, **** with a blue flag
Big Mac, catch 'em, let it go, ****, big stack
Bitch ****, fuck ****
Catch 'em, we gon' knock his ass
All these **** hoes
And they know I be on they ass
Written by: Jason Goldberg, Lastwordbeats, ​skeeo!, D-Roc, YoungBoy Never Broke Again
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