YoungBoy Never Broke Again – Out Nothing Lyrics

Out Nothing Lyrics – YoungBoy Never Broke Again

Hmm, woah-oh
Hmm, woah-oh
Hmm, woah-oh

I stole the wall ’bout mine, you ***
I made sure her wrist like mine, yeah
I’ve just been sittin’ time and time and
Like should I just leave or show my hand?

I’ma get the *** on drugs, hmm
I’ma make the *** drink mud, hmm
I’ma kick the *** out the club, hmm
I’ma make the *** get flood, yeah
I’ma make the *** make racks
I’ma show the *** to get money

I’ma tell you once, I ain’t stuntin’
I’ma make the *** off nothin’
I like the way that she dress and she nut
And she tellin’ me, yeah, when she proud of the booty
She got the drop, got ’em dropped
I was puttin’ my faith in that *** and she got me to you
She the one bought me the mop
And I gave her the yay and I told ’em “Just *** it, go shoot”
*** every *** that’s in it
I’m heated and heated, like *** it, interrogate the room
He got the static, that boom
I got the *** and she drinkin’ on ***
I got the *** on boom, makin’ it boom, other side of the stu’
Youngin my gunner, he know what he do
Shorty my shorty, I tell her “Come through”
Buy the fire store, leave that *** in a “Hmm”
I gotta nut, that say that’s comin’ through
She want a Percocet, put her on two
Xanax ain’t workin’, yeah, I want K too
I go to war ’bout that ***, I’ll do
Pull up, jump out with that stick and I shoot
Go to war about my ***, sneak out ’bout my wifey
I flood her, she like it, keep her out clothes

I’ma get the *** on drugs, hmm
I’ma make the *** drink mud, hmm
I’ma kick the *** out the clubs
I go to war with that ***, what it do?
I’ma get the *** on mud, hmm
I’ma kick the *** out the clubs
I’ma make the *** get flood, yeah
I’ma make the *** make racks
I’ma show the *** to get money

I stole the wall ’bout mine, you ***
I made sure her wrist like mine, yeah
I’ve just been sittin’ time and time and
Like should I just leave or show my hand?

I’ma get the *** on drugs, hmm
I’ma make the *** drink mud, hmm
I’ma kick the *** out the club, hmm
I’ma make the *** get flood, yeah
I’ma make the *** make racks
I’ma show the *** to get money
Know that I’ma tell that ho’ one time
I’ma make the *** off nothin’