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dirty stick - youngboy never broke again lyrics

[intro]
(17)
lil’ n*gga and that b*tch
lil’ n*gga, what? sh*t
you got me f*cked up, sh*t (ab)
we gon’ shoot that b*tch up (d*roc)
ayy, i swear to god, b*tch
ayy, i shoot this b*tch on the other night, they gon’ let a shot off behind me
don’t come back to the north

[chorus]
what the f*ck they talkin’ ’bout? they gon’ let lil top in
know i had my glock out as soon as i walked in
want you for to mouth off, i’m gon’ let it spark then
i pull up with the top down with a thirty stick
and some sh*t to distribute

[verse 1]
white or blue, cotton too
demon baby inside that coupe
masked down, tryna step on you
i want it all, that penny too
b*tch, move, i’m put this stick on you
that b*tch get extra extensions too
lowdown and dirty only way to do
homeless shelter, they be servin’ food
mama can’t walk
comе up to this house, sh*t, they gon’ servе her two
catch him in that north, take his ass off
f*ck him, put him on the news
diamonds in my mouth, screamin’, p*ssed off
b*tch, i’m on them white and blues
bootin’ up, could barely chew
f*ck a n*gga, shoot him in his ink
molly came out pink
blood in the streets ’til they gone, f*ck the stink
extinct, insta*k!ll
brains left in the street when a n*gga f*ck with me
had to leave somethin’ up inside the north
tryna rub off somethin’ that thug with me
b*tch, you must think that i’m a wh0re or somethin’
h*ll the next time that he gon’ see me
[chorus]
what the f*ck they talkin’ ’bout? they gon’ let lil top in
know i had my glock out as soon as i walked in
want you for to mouth off, i’m gon’ let it spark then
i pull up with the top down with a thirty stick
and some sh*t to distribute

[verse 2]
get you a few, your mammy too
c*ck it back and do that dude
no sh*ll cases, he too improved
made it out of middle school
by high, ain’t have to point a tool
n*ggas i been with ‘fore introduced to you
step on heroin and step on fools
b*tch, don’t tell me what you gon’ do
on that eight, i’ma have ’em waitin’ on ya
get a b*tch to build a case on him
leave him stretched out on the state corner
to bury him, mom turned to a state loner (broke b*tch)
now you know you did that bad
tryna beef, ain’t even got no money
now your family assed out in the inn (with your stupid ass)
she see i got that sh*t up in me
now she want me to beat her in
beefin’ with my b*tch, so how i’m comin’
i want you and your friend
draco with a seventy*round drum in
come out there and party in
4ktrey, b*tch, you know that we the dumbest
think not? we gon’ f*ck with somethin’ then
[chorus]
what the f*ck they talkin’ ’bout? they gon’ let lil top in
know i had my glock out as soon as i walked in
want you for to mouth off, i’m gon’ let it spark then
i pull up with the top down with a thirty stick
and some sh*t to distribute

[outro]
yeah, i’m passin’ out these hollows to you and you
in the cut, dawg, that k, boy, and that schedule ii
with a dropout with his mop out
tryna murder somethin’ all he wan’ do, yeah, gang, uh

- youngboy never broke again lyrics

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