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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kentrell Gaulden
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mally Mall
Producer
ISM
Producer
Tip Beats
Producer
Sean da Firzt
Producer
Kayothewizard
Producer
Henry 8
Recording Engineer
Jason "Cheese" Goldberg
Assistant Recording Engineer
Lyrics
(Mally Mall)
H2, I'm a double-0, I went kickboxer (Wop)
Prada with Givenchy coat, she went criss-crossing (Yeah)
I hop out, went in the store, she told me, "Ye callin'"
I filled my coupe with plenty hoes, I went hot boxing (Yeah)
I got a million dollars worth of diamonds on my body (Slime)
Racks gon' call my phone, he told me, "Top, you too too slimey, slime" (Yeah)
Racks all in my home (Bitch), racks all on my phone
I got these hoes runnin' 'round in thongs, she just bought me Burberry cologne (Cologne)
I told 'em get out the Yo 'cause I'm up in my zone
Bro gon' smoke out the pound, I'ma lay it right down (Oh)
Ran it back up, fifty-mill' for my tour
I grew up in the gutter, I'm straight out the sewer (Oh)
She was keepin' her distance, that money gon' lure her
They ain't knockin' my pimpin', she ready to do it
I reload it, I'm with it, I'm runnin' right to it
Any timin', I get it, when I ran into him
Alright, pills on the drop line, tonight
Ring, ring, can you stop the callin' my line?
That **** just bummin', but Henry be on it, you know that he doin' it right (He do it)
I'ma leave with her friend and come back through the night
And this ho, she fantastic, that pussy was tight
Run it up, run it up, I just pulled up in a Benz truck
All of my diamonds so bright, Shyne been changin' the look
All these Crips, they 'bout Ty-Quando
I keep bitches straight down, Milano
She know that I'm havin, I dress up in Bally
I switch it to tacky, she still let me tap it
She know that I love that 4MATIC
Lil' shawty was rachet, I switched her to classy, I turn up my daddy
My sisters got paper, my mama I manage
Fillin' up, undershirt I manage
Pop my shit in Walmart tee
Chinese restaurant, go eat
This bitch way from overseas, and I gotta dissect whenever she speak
H2, I'm a double-0, I went kickboxer (Kick boxing)
Prada with Givenchy coat, she went criss-crossing (Criss-cross)
I hop out, went in the store, she told me, "Ye callin'" (Ye callin')
I filled my coupe with plenty hoes, I went hot boxing (Yeah)
I gotta million dollars worth of diamonds on my body (Slime)
Racks gon' call my phone, he told me, "Top, you too too slimey, slime"
Racks all in my home, bitch
Racks all in my phone
I got these hoes runnin' 'round in thongs, she just bought me Burberry cologne
Who got three M's? I'm gon' hit you through a wall
I got one million inside of Goyard
This shit ain't enough, make me feel like a child
Fifty thousand dollars Jesus piece, I lent them to my child
I tore up the challenge, tell them to take it to trial (To take it to trial)
Obama coupe like a mamba, I ran up them commas, they see that I do
Lil' brodie, lil' brodie gon' stay with that llama, we pull up right on 'em, he ready to do it
Lil' baby Latino, I'm callin' her mami
Put my state on a jet, a young **** done flew it
I ain't holdin' enough for to buy me a jet, but I buy me a yacht on the water we tourin' (Uh)
I ain't holdin' her up, she been bringing me down
Smilin' on scene when they feel I should frown
When that alley go up, I'ma dunk on these ****, don't fuck with these ****, they can't come around (Woah, woah, woah)
Henry so sick that he coughin', he know it ain't no talkin', I'm pullin' up often
I ran up Miami, that's fifty some thousand, I turn up my loft with coffins
I tatted my face comin' straight out the A, **** brought up my name, I offed 'em
**** play with that money, we chalked 'em
**** tried to come follow, I lost 'em
**** played like a snake, I done mothed 'em
Ain't no internet games, I called 'em (Called 'em)
Boomer let it off on 'em, he sawed 'em (Bop)
Put them diamonds on diamonds, I'm flossin' (Top, Top)
H2, I'm a double-0, I went kickboxer (For real)
Prada with Givenchy coat, she went criss-crossing (She went Christian)
I hop out, went in the store, she told me, "Ye callin'"
I filled my coupe with plenty hoes, I went hot boxing (Yeah)
I gotta million dollars worth of dollars on my body (Slime)
Racks gon' call my phone, he told me, "Top, you too too slimey, slime"
Racks all in my home (Racks)
Racks all in my phone (Racks)
I got these hoes runnin' 'round in thongs, she just bought me Burberry cologne (Burberry cologne)
(H2 double-0, I went kickboxer)
(Turnt up on these hoes, I went hot boxing)
(My phone told me, "You too slimey, slime")
Written by: Kentrell Gaulden