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NBA Youngboy - Slow Down [Official Audio]
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Vocals
DRok
DRok
Programming
Dissan
Dissan
Programming
Wayvbeats
Wayvbeats
Programming
Yo Benji
Yo Benji
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Aaron Ho
Aaron Ho
Songwriter
Benjamin Ibrahimovic
Benjamin Ibrahimovic
Songwriter
Julian Varlet
Julian Varlet
Songwriter
Daniel Lebrun
Daniel Lebrun
Songwriter
Kentrell Gaulden
Kentrell Gaulden
Songwriter
Samuel Thanni
Samuel Thanni
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DRok
DRok
Producer
Dissan
Dissan
Producer
Wayvbeats
Wayvbeats
Producer
Yo Benji
Yo Benji
Producer
Khris James
Khris James
Recording Engineer
Jason Goldberg
Jason Goldberg
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Turn me up, Dissan
[Intro]
D-Roc
[Verse 1]
Eagle's beak to the street, flowers bought to put on a grave
I'm wishin' when it's time that my grandbaby do the same
Look in your eyes, mama, you full of pain
I'm so sorry that I never changed
Baby mama, I'm trippin'
Oh, so now can you forgive me?
Smokin' my lungs when I'm wishin'
I need the book that's been written
I'm on a quest, they left a money trail, oh
Die and go to Heaven 'cause I live in Hell, oh
Peter Pan dope tan, dope man, no luck, though, it ain't blowin'
'Cause he ain't have an Ace, he had a Jack
Lookin at you gon' get your shit bust, you booked, bro, try the jet
That's a new double-R truck and that's a stolo four-door Jag
[Chorus]
I done wandered in thе wrong town
Different groups with different kind of colors on 'em
And they all got guns on 'em
I've been wavin', but nobody slowed down
[Verse 2]
Ooh
Ah
[Verse 3]
Life like Soprano, trunk filled with ammo
Feel I get more lost the more rich I get
Long as you gone, I start to care no more
Read the encyclopedia, my flaws on Wikipedia
Broken souls, ain't nothin' but creatures here
If I blow the strap, I'm leavin' you (Look here)
Ball for the media, no, cheer for the sunlight
Woke up in snowstorm on a slow night
Christ gon' return, right?
Money tall like the Eiffel Tower
****, that's I
I take A and place it over you and the D come when you die
Alright, leave you with a liquor disease
The blick that they bought tension and we brought some sticks for to squeeze
He get stuffed in some leaves, tell a truck to stay out my way
Ain't been friendin' with nobody 'cause I know it ain't safe
[Chorus]
I done wandered in thе wrong town
Different groups with different kind of colors on 'em
And they all got guns on 'em
I've been wavin', but nobody slowed down
Written by: Aaron Ho, Benjamin Ibrahimovic, Daniel Lebrun, Julian Varlet, Kentrell Gaulden, Samuel Thanni
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