YoungBoy Never Broke Again – I Got That Shit Lyrics

I Got That *** Lyrics -‪ YoungBoy Never Broke Again

(Berge always flexin’)
(Zay Tekken)
Oh, yeah
This for all them young niggas out there, gettin’ that money
This for all them bad ***, get their own bread (Yeah)
You heard me?
Claim they don’t like it, but you know they like it

I’m in my 501 some Levi’s
This for them bad ***, get dressed at night, then go to Vibe’s
This for my young niggas who hustle, ’til the sunrise
Once shots let off, they send *** back, it ain’t no goin’ inside
Got shawty wan’ come try to *** me up, inside my ride
Got my cologne on, smellin’ clean, ***
I know you see me on this scene, ***
Car fresh than a ***, *** bad just like her mother
Big knots in my pockets boy, *** wit’ somethin’

I got that *** in my pants
Got that *** in my lungs
Got that *** in my whip
I got that *** in my car
I got that *** on my hip, on my waist where my rod at
I got that *** on my clique, I put that *** all on my broads
I send a blitz at your

Clique, and put a hit on yo’ squad
Eight 12’s inside the trunk, ***
It bump, ***, *** wrong with you? I slump niggas
Try play like you dumb, ***
Have them young slimes inside the street, in front your house
Screamin, “Red rum, ***, red rum, ***”
Is it my cars, is it my clothes
Or, is it my ***, all because of my home
Straight out the North livin’ large, I got this
I’m on some *** strong than boy
And, I been poppin’ my *** like a model
Came from the bottom
If you see me wit’ Herm, I’m drinkin’ Henn’ out the bottle
Big tires on my whip, ***
Bad *** up in here
Got her holdin’ on my blick, ***
***, I got that *** in my pants

I got that *** in my pants
Got that *** in my lungs
Got that *** in my whip
I got that *** in my car
I got that *** on my hip, on my waist where my rod at
I got that *** on my clique, I put that *** all on my broads
I got that *** on my wrist (Got that *** on my— Yeah)
Put that *** on my ***
I put that *** on my *** (Yeah)
Put that *** on my broad
Put that *** on my gang
Kiss you from me, in the Rolls
Buss you, for me, in they brain
Slime

I got that *** in my pants
Got that *** in my lungs
Got that *** in my whip
I got that *** in my car
I got that *** on my hip, on my waist where my rod at
***, baptize ***, cause I’ma send ’em straight to God