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PERFORMING ARTISTS
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kentrell Gaulden
Kentrell Gaulden
Songwriter
Simone Di Franco
Simone Di Franco
Songwriter
Ben Noyes
Ben Noyes
Songwriter
Nicolò Zangheri
Nicolò Zangheri
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Recording Engineer
Simo Fre
Simo Fre
Producer
Killer Garth
Killer Garth
Producer
Jason "Cheese" Goldberg
Jason "Cheese" Goldberg
Mixing Engineer
Bino
Bino
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
(BNoise is in his bag, ayy)
(Killer going crazy)
(Simo Fre just killed it)
Uh, uh
[Chorus]
Look, look, I just popped a thirty pack
.45 by the couch, the fuck you thought? Bitch, I'm the murder man
Come inside this house, you think I'm playing and I'ma burn your ass
I'm a rich junkie 'cause I pop Xans, ****, fuck yeah
'Cause I've been that ****, make her get her out her body
Slap you with this pistol or I'll bat you with this bottle
Huh, I've been on that shit that got me rolling, I ain't stopping
And you can't take not one 'cause this a downer and you ain't built like my body
[Verse 1]
I'm in this car with 3, tryna get at somethin'
He know to drive and not to crash 'cause I'ma hit at somethin'
Bang, bang, bang, bang, back-to-back
Pussy **** throwin' slangs 'til they checked
What about all that shit that you was talking? I'm tryna hear 'bout that
Shoot that bitch all in his motherfuckin' face tats, ****
Fuck your clique, y'all **** pussy, we them real gravediggers
Probably vibe with me if you ever see me do my fuckin' ritual
You a body if I ever catch your pussy ass slipping
[Chorus]
Look, look, I just popped a thirty pack
.45 by the couch, the fuck you thought? Bitch, I'm the murder man
Come inside this house, you think I'm playing and I'ma burn your ass
I'm a rich junkie 'cause I pop Xans, ****, fuck yeah
'Cause I've been that ****, make her get her out her body
Slap you with this pistol or I'll bat you with this bottle
Huh, I've been on that shit that got me rolling, I ain't stopping
And you can't take not one 'cause this a downer and you ain't built like my body
[Verse 2]
These **** be sayin' they sipping, they lying, I know they ain't drinkin' no red
Know they wanna be like me, richest, yeah, told me what you said
You pussy **** ain't got more riches, boy, you're left for dead
I ain't pullin' all my money out, go ask the fucking feds
[Bridge]
Big knots, big knots and they all blue guap
We ain't showing them lil'-ass twenties, ****, get your money up
If you wanna beef me, I just wanna start it off with shots
Just gave my Blacksheep twenty, ****, for to bust something
Big knots, big knots and they all blue guap
We ain't showing them lil'-ass twenties, ****, get your money up
If you wanna beef me, I just wanna start it off with shots
Just gave my Blacksheep twenty, ****, for to bust something
Huh
Old bitch ass
I've been seeing
I've been seeing these bitch-ass **** talkin' 'bout, "Put it on the floor," all on, all in they pictures
Bitch-ass ****, it's already on head
The fuck you talking 'bout, boy?
It's 4KTrey, nobody safe, gang
[Chorus]
I just popped a thirty pack
.45 by the couch, the fuck you thought? Bitch, I'm the murder man
Come inside this house, you think I'm playing and I'ma burn your ass
I'm a rich junkie 'cause I pop Xans, ****, fuck yeah
'Cause I've been that ****, make her get her out her body
Slap you with this pistol or I'll bat you with this bottle
Huh, I've been on that shit that got me rolling, I ain't stopping
And you can't take not one 'cause this a downer and you ain't built like my body
Written by: Ben Noyes, Kentrell Gaulden, Nicolò Zangheri, Simone Di Franco
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