on this line - dababy & youngboy never broke again lyrics
on this line lyrics
[intro: youngboy never broke again]
baby
(mommy, india got them beats)
wake up, b*tch
(leor, light it up)
ayy, you see that n*gga they just brought in here?
i know him, man, that n*gga from the other side
come on
[chorus: youngboy never broke again]
he got a soap sock, i got a shank (yeah)
what the f*ck he on this line for? i don’t know what they think
soon as they bring our breakfast tray (i’m on there), you know i’m gon’ crank (yeah)
soon as these doors open up, i don’t give no f*ck, i just wan’ bang
[verse 1: dababy & youngboy never broke again]
you know i ain’t worried ’bout none of these p*ssy n*ggas
laugh my b*tch ass to the bank
free my cousin, i go there and sit there with ’em
if these n*ggas keep actin’ like what they ain’t
gun a n*gga down, broad daylight
makin’ sure he dеad right there, i don’t play right, n*gga
scary*ass n*gga keep callin’ ’round the city
tryna cop a plеa and get his face right with me
if a n*gga on this line with me
bang fire with me, you ain’t safe, my n*gga
guarantee every dome from a to c
know i bang big b in my face, my n*gga
by mornin’, i’ma check ’em out this b*tch
bean bag, know they gon’ mace this b*tch
lock down ’til the whole line get fixed
i ain’t worried ’bout one n*gga in this b*tch
’cause—
[chorus: youngboy never broke again]
he got a soap sock, i got a shank
what the f*ck he on this line for? i don’t know what they think
[verse 3: dababy & youngboy never broke again]
young n*gga been locked since seventeen, runnin’ sh*t
shippin’ them bowls, police keep takin’ his phone
he in prison and he put me on
i’m still rappin’, got rich, now i’m tryna get him home
yeah, somebody tell meek and jay*z help me go get my cousin
ain’t got time to play with this sh*t
don’t play with me, play with yo’ kids
n*ggas know baby bussin’, they know i got stain in this b*tch
aim at a b*tch, shoot out the side of a maybach
and went back and painted the whip
pay me a lawyer, bulletproof trucks for my daughter
so coppers can’t spray at the whip
’cause i got a ar, he got a glock, huh
“d*mn, that n*gga still shootin'”
that lil’ sh*t just ran outta shots, huh?
catch a n*gga go and eat sh*t, bet before a n*gga speak
he gon’ think before he talk now
i was the hottest rapper in the world
gettin’ in shootouts right in front of a cop car
spray, n*gga
i got a red flag, made out of gym shorts (yeah)
i got that mojo, sprayed on top of new years car
i just got my court date pushed back, they tryna make it hard
tryna see if i’m lucky for to find that new pack on the yard
my n*gga just gave me a new android, i ain’t have to pay for it
my n*gga just made another draw blood
we all might get charged for it
can’t go to the dome, they got me sinnin’, black and white stripes
or cross me, that’s a old head, he told me that he doin’ life
he doin’ life, d*mn
[interlude: youngboy never broke again & dababy]
i’m too young for that, huh, huh
i pray to god, i said i swear to god
i*i*i hope them b*tches don’t try to hang a n*gga like that, slime, you heard me?
i don’t know why this n*gga got me on this muf*ckin’ song rappin’ like we in jail right now anyway, n*gga
n*gga crazy, b*tch, you home, n*gga
know that’s that life we live, n*gga
stay ready for whatever, yeah
they caught up, they feelin’ us
[chorus: youngboy never broke again]
he got a soap sock, i got a shank
what the f*ck he on this line for? i don’t know what they think
soon as they bring our breakfast tray, you know i’m gon’ crank
soon as these doors open up, i don’t give no f*ck, i just wan’ bang
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