NEXT Lyrics – YoungBoy Never Broke Again
What up
Any last words?
(Ten, ten, ten, ten)
Perc 10, I beat her back in (Ha)
(D-Roc)
Huh, huh
Uh, uh, *** you talkin’ ’bout?
They already know, huh
*** man, huh, tell me who the *** next
Keltec, what’s that? Hit this ***, it split his hat
Bust that, play with me, ***, and I get you bust at
Shorty tryna throw that ass, I break her back, I’m on that
I was on that pack soon as I walk through the door
I was ridin’ ’round in Maybach and poppin’ *** with my hoes
I was knockin’ niggas asses with that stick on the road
And I was stackin’ bags, so I can do my *** on these hoes
She ain’t pop a pill yet, I can’t chill yet
I wanna cop a new Rolls, get the Bentley
And I just wanna- Frrt, *** ass *** (Baow, baow)
I just want them youngins spin and spin back, *** (Bah, bah)
I just bought the *** a new Benz, a big bag ***
I just might wake up and have the *** inside a new Fisker
*** you mean? I been givin’ them bands to my big sister (*** you mean? ***)
*** is you sayin’? I been buyin’ more sticks for all them hitters
I got these hoes and they goin’ down, I never run out
Pull them blicks out and it’s goin’ down
Fire somethin’, get burned down
You ain’t even got no money anyway, ***’ cunt
I can bite on your *** any day, ***’ runt (Now she talkin’)
Body hard, it’s slowin’ down
*** can’t come down
*** can’t run now, got her on that K2
Four-door all grey Lawson, *** check the car out
Try and make the Glock sound
That *** got the AP on and it’s blue
I jump out, I shoot that strap at all them dudes (Talk that *** YoungBoy)
*** is wrong with you?
Just look at my neck, I’m way too cool
I *** him back, he gon’ get checked
He ain’t got no check, ***
I wave this TEC across your neck, you die today, ***
I’m wasted, I’m pacin’
I think I’m Jason, the mask on, erase him
Why you think these pussies copy?
And they know they hate him
The hoes want get him inside it
And you know they chase him
I seen me three hoes in the ‘Rarri
She lookin’ like a barbie
I just wanna take those, make her ass close deep
Catch a opp, then we wack his ass from the nosebleed
Take a ***, straight from out the ‘Raq and buy her token things
I was on that pack soon as I walk through the door
I was ridin’ ’round in Maybach and poppin’ *** with my hoes
I was knockin’ niggas asses with that stick on the road
And I was stackin’ bags, so I can do my *** on these hoes
She ain’t pop a pill yet, I can’t chill yet
I wanna cop a new Rolls, get the Bentley
And I just wanna- Frrt, *** ass *** (Baow, baow)
I just want them youngins spin and spin back, *** (Bah, bah)
Want you cop some *** like you gon’ pull off
Take the stick, tear up the car, ***
I make all these *** come and take it off, boss ***
Got that *** doin’ right, buy that *** a outfit
I ain’t have red on the first night, told the *** blue this ***
I want head on the first night, I can make her mouth fit
Know they talk like that, they lyin’, but know they ain’t ’bout ***
All my brother off ***, pop out from that car with new machines
Please don’t tell me a ***’ thing (Told that ***, I talk my ***)
She ain’t pop a pill yet, I can’t chill yet
I wanna cop a new Rolls, get the Bentley
And I just wanna- Frrt, *** ass *** (Baow, baow)
I just want them youngins spin and spin back, *** (Bah, bah)
