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PERFORMING ARTISTS
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Vocals
cheese
Performer
Jack
Performer
MikeWavvs
Performer
Wallislane
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jack LoMastro
Songwriter
Kentrell Gaulden
Songwriter
Michael Washington
Songwriter
Wallis Lane
Songwriter
Jason Goldberg
Songwriter
Tahj Morgan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Recording Engineer
Jack
Producer
jetsonmade
Producer
MikeWavvs
Producer
Wallislane
Producer
Jack LoMastro
Producer
Wallis Lane
Producer
Cheese
Producer
Jason Goldberg
Mixing Engineer
Mike Wavvs
Producer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Uh
[Chorus]
Blow me a check, get up, get me another one
Walk in the room and these bitches gon' choose
Don't wear designer, I still make the news
Carry that bag, wit' that cash, overload
Fully tote fullies, I blow on my own
She can't hold it in, the smoke too strong
Fucked her 'bout that Lambo', blew out her mind
[Verse 1]
Put on AP and I wear by the two
Gossipin' bitch, she can't hold in the truth
I hit 'em both from the back, by the two
I flew the bitch on a jet, wit' her crew
I let 'em vacation, while cases I'm facin'
I live like barbarian, my life is amazin'
Made and broke bread wit' my ****, I cut off the traces
Pay the dough, fight the system, no odds in the case, and I go
Identify me wit' metal detectors
These silly lil' ****, my bank account bigger
Wit' the slime I was steppin', I shoot out the Chevy
I be fresh as the fuck, wit' my cup full of medi'
Tell 'em, "Put up twenty million," I'm on it, I'm wit' it
Just say it, and I'll be on the way
Bitch think I'ma fall for her 'cause of her waist
Play the wrong way, throw the drink at her face
[Chorus]
Blow me a check, get up, get me another one
Walk in the room and these bitches gon' choose (Gon' choose)
Don't wear designer, I still make the news (Make the news)
Carry that bag, wit' that cash, overload (Overload)
Fully tote fullies, I blow on my own (On my own)
She can't hold it in, the smoke too strong
Fucked her 'bout that Lambo', blew out her mind
[Verse 2]
She don't want me, and I changed her perspective
I think my neighbor linked up wit' detectives
You know these **** ain't shit, so be careful
Know that your friend let me fuck if I test her
Get in it, hit it, then blow out the fender
Your ho, she got that good brain like professor
Got her on drink, now she barely can think
For to shake back, she think she can take Alka-Seltzer
Don't stop it, I keep it goin' for the better
Skeleton AP, I think that I'm Rich The Kid (Skeleton AP)
Fuck on Nene and I think 'bout relapsin'
Your Highness, you know I'm controllin' the castle
Count it up backwards, you know that I'm a factor
Fucked her so hard, till she start havin' 'tractions
Straight out her top, start poppin' them capsules
Bought you the watch, 'cause this bitch here a master (Rich as it get, me)
[Chorus]
Blow me a check, get up, get me another one
Walk in the room and these bitches gon' choose (Gon' choose)
Don't wear designer, I still make the news
Carry that bag, wit' that cash, overload
Fully tote fullies, I blow on my own
She can't hold it in, the smoke too strong
Fucked her 'bout that Lambo', blew out her mind
[Verse 3]
Big coupe, ridin' and you know them choppers in it, too
Tell them **** that they better chill wit' that, "Rah, rah"
Voice deep when I speak, coated throat off the lean
Clear the scene, let it sing, Skully he gon' pop out
In it, let it hit it till you fall out
Goyard phone case for my son
Pretty lil' bitch and she look like Milan
I give her fame, send her back where she from
[Outro]
Top, big coupe, ridin' and you know them choppers in it, too
Tell them **** that they better chill wit' that, "Rah, rah"
Better chill wit' that, "Rah, rah"
You know these **** die
Pretty lil' bitch and she look like Milan
I give her fame, send her back where she from
[Verse 4]
They know that I'm takin' it to another level
Can't quit it, keep goin', just for the better
Ain't quittin', I'm goin', just for the better
Three hundred thousand dollar Skeleton, plain
Pretty lil' bitch and she look like Milan
I give her fame, send her back where she from
Tell her to wipe it
Written by: Jack LoMastro, Jason "Cheese" Goldberg, Kentrell Gaulden, Michael Washington, Michael Washington Jr, Nima Jahanbin, Paimon Jahanbin, Tahj Morgan