YoungBoy Never Broke Again – Double Cup Lyrics

Double Cup Lyrics – YoungBoy Never Broke Again

Ha, double cup my styrofoam, ’cause you know I like my lean cold on ice
Thinkin’ ’bout you late inside my room, ’cause you know I didn’t forget about your stone cold eyes

Home, three inside the mornin’
And she blowin’ up my phone, tellin’ me she want me
‘Member the first time I leaned off lean-lean-lean-lean
Know I make sure that she never want for anything
Her conscience still gon’ make the phone ring-ring-ring
Might block her from my line, that’s gon’ make her pull up on me, come wait down

Huh, I don’t know what’s goin’ on, but know that Patek could be brown, huh
I could switch the band up, no, don’t make me flash out
Lure you out that room, now sit your ass down
You gon’ stop that bad-mouth
Know it smell and I’m straight layin’ ’round
Clingin’ from brain down, grab her, push her brain down
Now you know I’ma leave a stain ’round, them fuck-niggas gon’ get banged down
Hold me down, told you, “You know I’d never lead you wrong”
They don’t fuck with me, you know that I don’t need ’em ’round

Ha, double cup my styrofoam, ’cause you know I like my lean cold on ice
Thinkin’ ’bout you late inside my room, ’cause you know I didn’t forget about your stone cold eyes

Ha, you
How you been lovin’ that dude?
How you love that nigga, you been schooled
Hate it when you sit at work and I do this
Play with my lean, remember I fixed up then I screwed a bitch
Know I love you deep, but say, not more than this, I say that’s a lot
They’ll ride around deep inside of a Honda Civic, with pounds in the ride (Yeah)
In Dallas and Houston, PT, gotta get it, I’m buyin’ it out every time
Whatever we do, gotta make sure we get it, and you know they gon’ hate on our grind
To the top, I’ma climb, try to follow up, a hundred gon’ fall
I fuck up and I buy out the mall
I fuck up and it end in her drawls
Told that girl, [?] that’s a log
When I pull that bitch out they gon’ pause
I be drinkin’ so much that I’m clogged
Gon’ be drinkin’ all the way to moon, I landed on mars

Ha, double cup my styrofoam, ’cause you know I like my lean cold on ice
Thinkin’ ’bout you late inside my room, ’cause you know I didn’t forget about your stone cold eyes