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youngboy never broke again - drop'em lyrics
[intro]
ayy, turn me up nin’ (uh, uh, uh)
ayy, lil top (uh, buh, buh, buh)
ayy, we really in the streets with this sh_t boy (buh, buh)
i can’t trust n0body
b_tch, i’ma shoot vp if anythin’ go wrong (how you bummin’?)
[chorus]
shawty gave the drop and we popped and we popped (yeah)
catch the other n_gga, we gon’ drop (we gon’ drop, yeah)
p_ssy who gon’ do it with don dotta, yeah (they won’t do it)
catch me prolly tourin’ with them shottas, yeah
roll that dope up
that n_gga a b_tch, i split his mans, yeah
check the scoreboard
that’s why he mad, them n_ggas lame, yeah
posted up, grave diggin’ where that gang at?
lil top, let’s go
b_tch, how you be talkin’ when your brains blow?
b_tch, blow your pole
[verse]
scary ass, dirty in my past with these hunnid rolls
could teach a class with all these stacks, the way my money flows
yeah, i spent three_fifty and more just for my f_ckin’ rolls
f_ck, i give a b_tch two_fifty or more, i bet i bust his dome
this that flexin’ talk
i just pulled this b_tch from out the bank, now watch that, make that, woah
leave these b_tches blind, i’m so shine the way this patek spark
rest out in the north, get my day one, i flip that cutter off
pressure been applied, why i’m so up, it ain’t my f_ckin’ fault
ah, yeah, i say bump it down
best not keep that talkin’ out your head
i took fifty pounds, flew that sh_t from cali to that bay
b_tch, don’t turn around, i say just go down, gimme head
police crackin’ down, f_ckin’ beat the case, we bust his head
so f_ckin’ slimy, n_gga, check your climate with your red
they say, “a_i ballin’,” they say, “a_i bust a n_gga head”
get the drop up on ’em
i got ten just for where he stand
do a pop up on ’em
they gon’ leave ’em stretched before i pay
[chorus]
shawty gave the drop and we popped and we popped (yeah)
catch the other n_gga, we gon’ drop (we gon’ drop, yeah)
p_ssy who gon’ do it with don dotta, yeah (they won’t do it)
catch me prolly tourin’ with them shottas, yeah
roll that dope up
that n_gga a b_tch, i split his mans, yeah
check the scoreboard
that’s why he mad, them n_ggas lame, yeah
posted up, grave diggin’ where that gang at?
dig up your bro
b_tch, how you be talkin’ when your brains blow?
b_tch, blow your pole
[outro]
gave the drop and we popped and we popped ’em n_gga
they done showed up and we dropped, and we dropped ’em
p_ssy don’t wanna do it with don dotta, with don dotta
catch me prolly tourin’ with them shottas, with them shottas
n_gga still_, f_ck
ayy, i’m still flexin’, still steppin
i don’t give a f_ck (ayy, yeah, ayy yb, whatcha on n_gga?)
don’t know why a n_gga be doin’ all that ho ass sh_t (turn me up four)
but you a gangsta (yeah)
i bet those n_ggas around you be lookin’ at you
n_gga, you a priv’ b_tch, yeah
i’m with the sh_t, you could suck my d_ck, n_gga
gang sh_t, no lame sh_t
you know what it is, play game, get your brain split (yeah, n_gga)
free ddawg
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