In Control By NBA YoungBoy Lyrics
I need to talk to Mike Laury
This is Mike Laury
Dubba-AA flexin’
Mommy, India got them beats
SK’s, machine guns, it’s two of us with four nines
Trippin’ off no broke ***, that *** *** get blowed down
Ridin’ ’round with them sticks, ***, these *** niggas get rolled down
You wasn’t never with the ***, ***, we’ll slide on em, they know it now
This is the sound
Pull up with them poles, *** froze and get shot down
YoungBoy in control, niggas know I blow your block down
He was with his bros talkin’ bold, but he not now (*** that)
You want some fame, we got them glizzies, get you hot now
Money on your head, I get your bankrolled
I’ll whack your mammy and your daddy if you ain’t know
She actin’ classy, throw some money on a stank ho
I pull up actin’ with that ratchet in my raincoat
Whip out that Glock, get out your top and get your brain blowed
We got them Hellcats but we dippin’ in Durangos
Go with your move, we pop your ass and get your name known
And that’s a fact, that *** mad because his mans gone
I just rolled me up an opp, I get my “Bang” on
You *** don’t want war with us, Jay, this the same song
These niggas lyin’, they scared to ride, well my gang wrong
Hop out the back and spray this *** without no aim on, hold on
AK, machine guns, 50 Glocks, they big as hell
*** niggas get banged on, scary ass, they run and tell
Hoppin’ out with my chains on, *** ***, don’t tuck no tail
YoungBoy that top ***, *** ***, don’t say Kentrell
SK’s, machine guns, it’s two of us with four nines
Trippin’ off no broke ***, that *** *** get blowed down
Ridin’ ’round with them sticks, ***, these *** niggas get rolled down
You wasn’t never with the ***, ***, we’ll slide on em, they know it now
Pull up with them poles, *** froze and get shot down
YoungBoy in control, niggas know I blow your block down
He was with his bros talkin’ bold, but he not now (*** that)
You want some fame, we got them glizzies, get you hot now
When I was in jail, I was with Nadi on the line, ***
He say he want him gone, we check him off ’cause he wasn’t slime, ***
Laid inside my bunk, I slept with *** on my mind, ***
I’ma knock them niggas off like back-to-back, ***, when it’s time, ***
***, it’s homicide when it’s time to ride, all you niggas dyin’
Them bullets flyin’, niggas go to droppin’ with no ***’ sign
Whip down, go to bustin’, make you *** your pants, that’s lemon-lime
Should’ve known that it get ugly when it’s up but ain’t no ***’ hidin’
AK, machine guns, 50 Glocks, they big as hell
*** niggas get banged on, scary ass, they run and tell
Hoppin’ out with my chains on, *** ***, don’t tuck no tail
YoungBoy that top ***, *** ***, don’t say Kentrell
SK’s, machine guns, it’s two of us with four nines
Trippin’ off no broke ***, that *** *** get blowed down
Ridin’ ’round with them sticks, ***, these *** niggas get rolled down
You wasn’t never with the ***, ***, we’ll slide on em, they know it now
Pull up with them poles, *** froze and get shot down
YoungBoy in control, niggas know I blow your block down
He was with his bros talkin’ bold, but he not now (*** that)
You want some fame, we got them glizzies, get you hot now
Straight gang ***, no lame ***, you know what it is
Play games, get your brain split, ***
Yeah, 4KTrey, yeah
This is the sound
Ain’t nobody safe
Outside thugs, we put guns to the face
Who gon’ die today?
Slime, ***
