i is that - youngboy never broke again lyrics
[intro]
(marsgawd lit another one)
(pipe that sh*t up, tnt)
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
b*tch, yeah
look
[chorus]
i come from jackin’ and breakin’ in houses, yeah, i did that
f*ckin’ these hoes to not givin’ a f*ck ’bout these hoes, yeah, i did that
these n*ggas ain’t let me, i had to go kick in a door, yeah, i did that
now i’m in this b*tch, my swag on froze with my rich ass
that ho keep tearin’ me down, bro move pounds, over two dice, it’s gone
tryna keep my calm, but the ho make me get down and that sh*t ain’t fun
i don’t fight, stand up to my gun
red flag and i gave one to my son
red flag, n*gga can’t duck that, hit his ass all in the head, p*ssy n*gga can’t run
[verse]
and i still dog thesе hoes
and i still don’t like n*ggas, like i bе d*von
i’m a dog, two pit bulls inside my home named peaches and diamond, that’s one out of one
i don’t like to argue with her, but the b*tch, she be trippin’, she be makin’ me feel like she schemin’
i’m on top of my pimpin’, ain’t slippin’, when the ho make me mad, i say the most dirtiest things
inside a glass bottle, i pour up my lean
pour up forever, you know that i’m up
she could bring me mcdonalds, she know i ain’t trippin’, i been that lil n*gga, i’m straight out the slums
smokin spice through the day, make me feel like i’m dumb
through the night and the day, we be gettin’ that sum
in the house, i’ma keep me a hundred on hundred
for a stick up, i bought my lil’ brother a drum, i did that
pay my brother lawyer for to beat the case, i did that
stay down, stack that money ’til i made a way, i did that
f*ck these rappers, i’ma k!ll all these lil’ n*ggas, b*tch, i is that
f*ck these n*ggas, go spin on ’em, p*ssy*ass n*gga better not spin back
[chorus]
i come from jackin’ and breakin’ in houses, yeah, i did that
f*ckin’ these hoes to not givin’ a f*ck ’bout these hoes, yeah, i did that
these n*ggas ain’t let me, i had to go kick in a door, yeah, i did that
now i’m in this b*tch, my swag on froze with my rich ass
that ho keep tearin’ me down, bro move pounds, over two dice, it’s gone
tryna keep my calm, but the ho make me get down and that sh*t ain’t fun
i don’t fight, stand up to my gun
red flag and i gave one to my son
red flag, n*gga can’t duck that, hit his ass all in the head, p*ssy n*gga can’t run
[verse 2]
i wait outside of these store, he go in, leave his car on, b*tch, i steal that, yeah
knock on they door, they ain’t home, he breakin’ they window and then i get in that, huh
f*ck on that ho from the back ’til i’m feelin’ her bone, get in there, get in there
ain’t no effort in songs, i’m up in my zone, and these n*ggas, they sound like beginners
to a stolo, bro’nem turn that rental
made a diss ’bout me, ol’ whack*ass n*gga
get money, big b, that’s me, big blood, no c, they ain’t in my cartier lens, n*gga
he say if somebody sn*tch his chain, he be claimin’ that he gon’ do this and do that
that n*gga a ho, when they reach for his neck, he ain’t let off the strap, he just went to the ‘gram
i’m in that north where my mom and them at, that same set i sold a thousand somethin’ grams
the same hood known for to murder a man
the minivan, bring in the coroner van
slimy*ass n*gga, whack a dirty*ass man
young*ass n*gga, go stick up the stand
she want dior, but i only buy vans
i did this sh*t without throwin’ my hands
i did that
ran me a forty up on ’em, that forty put on ’em, you know that i did that
lil shorty from houston, i sent that lil’ ho twenty thousand, she asked why i did that
i told her, i’m feelin her vibe and i’m likin’ her body
that lil’ b*tch is that
k!ll one of us and we k!ll back, yeah, yeah
[chorus]
i come from jackin’ and breakin’ in houses, yeah, i did that
f*ckin’ these hoes to not givin’ a f*ck ’bout these hoes, yeah, i did that
these n*ggas ain’t let me, i had to go kick in a door, yeah, i did that
now i’m in this b*tch, my swag on froze with my rich ass
that ho keep tearin’ me down, bro move pounds, over two dice, it’s gone
tryna keep my calm, but the ho make me get down and that sh*t ain’t fun
i don’t fight, stand up to my gun
red flag and i gave one to my son
red flag, n*gga can’t duck that, hit his ass all in the head, p*ssy n*gga can’t run
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