Danger Lyrics – YoungBoy Never Broke Again
This for my *** Whop Bezzy
Oh my *** god
I ain’t gon’ waste no time on this ***
Gitt Fai On The Way
Hop out with that cutter, let it bang and knock yo’ leg off (Bang)
Shoot your *** at me and, ***, I bet we have a stand off (***)
Screaming “*** the judge” until them *** let my mans out
Everybody wanna be the same but I’ma stand out (Hold up)
Brought my niggas in the club and they gon’ thug with me
I just snuck my .40 in this *** and I’ma thug with it
Let a *** sneak me in this club, it’s gon’ be up with it
Everybody with me full of drugs, don’t give a *** with it
Hold on, in this *** with Subbo *** bring the line out
Fresh up out that slammer with that hammer out my mind now
*** talking *** like we ain’t with it we gon’ ride down
Slide with them cutters it’s a must you *** die now (Goddamn)
***, you must ain’t heard my niggas, we go back to back
My brother never worried ’bout that, my ***, we gon’ handle that
Runnin’ from the system with that Glock up in my Gucci sack
Play and we gon’ send them *** right where Nene Lulu at
To heaven since he claim that he steppin’, that be that *** talk
Rep it like he killin’, *** ***, I never heard of y’all
Fifty-thousand dirt, all of y’all
On the plane when the police call
And I won’t say a thing, go ‘gainst the grain, we gon’ burn all of y’all (let’s go)
***, I got a hundred rounds who claim they want it with me, yeah
I’m with some youngins out the north, they gon’ go under with me, yeah
I’m on my top I’m with the ***, I put that burner on ’em, yeah
Shoot him in his *** just like the last gorilla, ***, yeah
Throwin’ slangs, well *** I caught what you said
Right there in Dixie, catch you slippin’ send them shots where you at
I know they hating that I’m up so they can’t wait til’ I’m dead
Well *** come get the job done you know we living like that
Got 50 shots up in the Glock
This *** here come out Atlanta
I let Montana drive the car, I’m with my son in the Phantom
Them niggas play I’ma clap ’em
I drop that bag, back to back ’em
That other boy was talking *** well *** look what done happened (But look out)
Hop out with that cutter, let it bang and knock yo’ leg off
Shoot your *** at me and, ***, I bet we have a stand off
Screaming “*** the judge” until them *** let my mans out
Everybody wanna be the same but I’ma stand out (Hold up)
Brought my niggas in the club and they gon’ thug with me
I just snuck my .40 in this *** and I’ma thug with it (Goddamn)
Let a *** sneak me in this club it’s gon’ be up with it
Everybody with me full of drugs don’t give a *** with it
Hold on, in this *** with Subbo *** bring the line out
Fresh up out that slammer with that hammer out my mind now
*** talking *** like we ain’t with it we gon’ ride down
Slide with them cutters it’s a must you *** die now (Goddamn)
Ol’ *** ass ***
Slime
You know it’s that slatt, slatt, slatt
Yeah, play some games little *** ass ***, you know what it is
*** ass boy it’s up now
Yeah, just like my money *** it’s up there and it’s stuck there
*** ass boy you ain’t got no luck there you heard me?
Yeah, *** you know we’ve been wackin *** ask the city
Broke ass boy what’s your body count?