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YoungBoy Never Broke Again - NEXT ( Official Music Video )
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Rap
Drok
Drok
Performer
Lastwordbeats
Lastwordbeats
Performer
Berge
Berge
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kentrell Gaulden
Kentrell Gaulden
Songwriter
Daniel Lebrun
Daniel Lebrun
Songwriter
Michael Roberge
Michael Roberge
Songwriter
Aaron Michael Hill
Aaron Michael Hill
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Recording Engineer
Drok
Drok
Producer
Lastwordbeats
Lastwordbeats
Producer
Berge
Berge
Producer
Jason "Cheese" Goldberg
Jason "Cheese" Goldberg
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Any last words?
Perc 10, I beat her back in
D-Roc, D-Roc, D-Roc
Mudra Man, huh, tell me who the **** next
KelTec, what's that? Hit this ****, and split his hat
Bust that, play wit' me, ****, and I get you bust at
Shorty tryna throw that ****, I break her back, I'm on that
I was on that pack soon as I walk through the door
I was ridin' 'round in Maybach and poppin' **** wit' my ****
I was knockin' **** **** wit' that stick on the road
And I was stackin' bags, so I can do my **** on these ****
She ain't pop a pill yet, I can't chill yet
I wanna cop a new Rolls, get the Bentley
And I just wanna, frrrt, **** **** **** (Baow, baow)
I just want them youngins spin and spin back, ****
I just bought the **** a new Benz, a big bag, ****
I just might wake up and have the **** inside a new Fisker
**** you mean? I been givin' them bands to my big sister (**** you mean, ****?)
**** is you sayin'? I been buyin' more sticks for all them hitters
I got these **** and they goin' down, I never run out
Pull them blicks out and it's goin' down
Fire somethin', get burned down
You ain't even got no money anyway, **** ****
I can bite on your **** anyday, **** runt, now she talkin'
Body hard, it's slowin' down
**** can't come down
**** can't run now, got her on that ****
Four-door all grey Lawson, ****, check the car out
Try and make the Glock sound
That **** got the AP on and it's blue
I jump out, I shoot that strap at all them dudes (Talk that ****, YoungBoy)
**** is wrong wit' you? Just look at my neck, I'm way too cool
I'll **** him back, he gon' get checked, he ain't got no check, ****
I wave this TEC across your neck, you die today, ****
****, I'm wasted, I'm pacin'
I think I'm Jason, the mask on, erase him
Why you think these **** copy and they know they hate him?
The **** want get him inside it and you know they chase him
I seen me, three **** in the 'Rari, she lookin' like a Barbie
I just wanna take ****, make her **** codeine
Catch a opp, then we wack his **** from the nosebleed
Take a ****, straight from out the 'Raq and buy her tone of things
I was on that pack soon as I walk through the door
I've been ridin' Maybach and poppin' **** wit' my ****
I was knockin' **** **** wit' that stick on the road
And I was stackin' bags, so I can do my **** on these ****
She ain't pop a pill yet, I can't chill yet
I wanna cop a new Rolls, get the Bentley
And I just wanna, frrrt, **** **** **** (Baow, baow)
I just want them youngins spin and spin back, **** (Bah, bah)
Want you cop some **** like you gon' pull off
Take the stick, tear up the car, ****
I make all these **** come and take it off, boss ****
Got that **** doin' right, buy that **** a outfit
I ain't have red on the first night, told the **** blue this ****
I want head on the first night, I can make her mouth fit
Know they talk like that, they lyin', but know they ain't 'bout ****
All my brother off ****, pop out from that car wit' new machines
Please don't tell me a **** thing (Told that ****, I talk my ****)
She ain't pop a pill yet, I can't chill yet
I wanna cop a new Rolls, get the Bentley
And I just wanna, frrrt, **** **** **** (Baow, baow)
I just want them youngins spin and spin back, **** (Bah, bah)
Written by: Aaron Hill, Daniel Lebrun, Kentrell Gaulden, Michael Roberge
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