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cold killers - youngboy never broke again lyrics

[intro]
uh, mm, look

[chorus]
i’m the one who did it with my clique and i ain’t f*ck with n*ggas
i’m that n*gga straight up out that north and run with cold k!llers
i’m that boy that made ’em go whack four, i don’t like those n*ggas (aye peewee k!lled the keys, huh?)
got these hoes on my trail and you know i don’t show no feelings (bboy dripping that sauce)

[verse]
i ain’t alright, lil daddy
they tried to play me, tried to snake me and diss my life, lil daddy
and how i feel, you tried to take it
this a whole thirty clip, b*tch, you gon’ take it
i don’t understand a war about some p*ssy n*ggas hatin’
talk to my mama on a jake call, no bond, i had to lay down
i’m in a stolen whip while ridin’ ’round
me and ten with a hundred rounds
head bust, how that boy was found
spray that strap, now turn in there
tell ’em, “get the f*ck up out my way ’causе it’s my turn now”
baby girl said i’m her favorite now, okay, i’m with that
i’m with dj while hе drunk and i’m still young, i still drink that
i’ma turn up when i come and when i leave up in a maybach
money comin’ up in bundles, b*tch, don’t try me, i be on that
i’ll dump that
[chorus]
i’m the one who did it with my clique and i ain’t f*ck with n*ggas
i’m that n*gga straight up out that north and run with cold k!llers
i’m that boy that made ’em go whack four, i don’t like those n*ggas
got these hoes on my trail and you know i don’t show no feelings

[verse 2]
i got the money counter, lil’ baby up in saint laurent
we be wreckin’ sh*t soon as i come, whole cl!ck straight dumb
shoot the huh, fill it with the whole drum
keep both of my pockets filled with money, they can’t hold nothin’
spin the b*tch, i bet that we fold somethin’, yeah
i ain’t sparin’ sh*t, spray it, f*ck the boy, my brother dead
hundred thousand in my jacket pocket and i got on sweats
and you still can’t f*ckin’ tell if i was walkin’ with that tec
but you know i’m totin’ fire
tote dirty sticks and dirty nines
hit ’em with that face shot, boaw, that’s a cold smile
caught that boy tryna leave his show, e*way, that’s me slingin’ iron
wanna k!ll me, but they takin’ time
dumb stupid f*ck, i take his mind
doofus

[chorus]
i’m the one who did it with my clique and i ain’t f*ck with n*ggas
i’m that n*gga straight up out that north and run with cold k!llers
i’m that boy that made ’em go whack four, i don’t like those n*ggas
got these hoes on my trail and you know i don’t show no feelings
[verse 3]
youngin’ turnt up on them jiggaboos, you know that he’ll shoot at you
ridin’ in a coupe with my dude, that’s north sider proof
we caught like two bodies, he a shotta, he’ll step on you
they know what the f*ck we do, got a video, we shoot to shoot
look, take his legs off, take his hands off, baow, baow
whip my burner out, now he scared now, calm down
rap*ass n*gga gunned down, b*tch, bang
still got the top off when the sun down, b*tch, we ain’t the same

- youngboy never broke again lyrics

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