On the Rest By YoungBoy Never Broke Again
(Pipe that *** up, TnT)
You gettin’ me, D-Will?
Yeah
They know who I am
I ain’t have no choice, I jumped off the porch, *** wasn’t right, huh
Keep that red flag, tote that thirty pole, plus he right, huh
He ain’t never know that they wasn’t his type, but he know now
He say *** these hoes, niggas die on sight, they get rolled out
He say get that money, spend that money, stack that *** up, yeah, yeah
Juggin’ back, bet that, this four hundred grand, correct that
I won’t talk, I pulled up lookin’, where that check at?
I told ’em bet that and cash out on the rest, yeah
I pull up icy from my ***’ head to teeth (Head to teeth)
I don’t speak, you see *** when I blink
I’m in that Rolls with that gang out on the street
These *** ass niggas gon’ sing, they try takin’ somethin’ from me
I done ran a check up, I go promise I won’t hurt no more
Straight out that North, that’s on my boy, I never trust no ho
Before I run, I stop, pop out, I aim and blow the pole
I’ma catch my K before I freeze, they’ll never say I fold
Who broke the code?
I ain’t have no choice, I jumped off the porch, *** wasn’t right, huh
Keep that red flag, tote that thirty pole, plus he right, huh
He ain’t never know that they wasn’t his type, but he know now
He say *** these hoes, niggas die on sight, they get rolled out
He say get that money, spend that money, stack that *** up, yeah, yeah
Juggin’ back, bet that, this four hundred grand, correct that
I won’t talk, I pulled up lookin’, where that check at?
I told ’em bet that and cash out on the rest, yeah
Want that McLaren, but my taxes ain’t been paid, okay
I paid that *** to close her mouth, they think I’m fazed, I ain’t
Paid two mil’ close for my house, I ain’t stayed ten days
Young *** turnt so much, they came, gave me a raise
Go check my bank account, don’t give a *** who lit
Any problem, get it fixed, worry ’bout no *** or no ***
But this ***, I can show him how to move a brick
They know we be with the ***
Ask Ville, I’m gon’ get ’em hit
They sit on *** inside the sixty
I ain’t have no choice, I jumped off the porch, *** wasn’t right, huh
Keep that red flag, tote that thirty pole, plus he right, huh
He ain’t never know that they wasn’t his type, but he know now
He say *** these hoes, niggas die on sight, they get rolled out
He say get that money, spend that money, stack that *** up, yeah, yeah
Juggin’ back, bet that, this four hundred grand, correct that
I won’t talk, I pulled up lookin’, where that check at?
I told ’em bet that and cash out on the rest, yeah