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step on shit - youngboy never broke again lyrics

[intro]
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duwan the producer
yeah, i remember i was young
i remember we was stayin’ behind the mall
i was stayin’ one time, you hear me
we was standin’ outside, as i looked at a n*gga, i told ’em, i say
“only thing, only thing i’m missing’ out that’s gon’ make everything complete”
i need to stretch something (ready for a prayer)
my n*ggas just looked at me, yeah
lookin’ for a f*ckin’ l!ck

[chorus]
dirty ass n*gga always lookin’ for a f*ckin’ l!ck
angry ass n*gga always mad, it make no f*ckin’ sense
savage ass n*gga, always walkin’ with a dirty stick
dangerous ass n*gga, all he wanna do is step on sh*t
demons see my momma, tell you b*tches don’t let your trainer pay
he named his first son draco, plus the child was born on 38th
it’s 4ktrey, i say n0body, say right who gon’ die today
you ’bout that sh*t, well b*tch, we ’bout the same, it’s gon’ go down this way

[verse 1]
you know i’m with the sh*ts (yeah)
you say it’s up, we whoop the b*tch
knock down the whole clique
i k!ll ’em all, ain’t got no pics
now check the scope up, b*tch, i’m four up with this murder sh*t
i want his brains on top the pavement right on side the b*tch
he a dread*head, we leave him smoked out on some rasta sh*t
leave out straight bet with them choppa, b*tch
i got dead men on these dollars, b*tch
you be talkin’ reckless, we be steppin’, make you hold that sh*t
‘cept with all that weapon, we gon’ stretch ’em
man, i told that b*tch i grew up on some soldier sh*t
we outchea domin’ sh*t
police ask me do i wanna see a pic of how they found the b*tch
i’m sorry i’m a rapper, i just talk, i just condone any of it
soon as we get the drop, you know we cap ’em
they say we wrong for this
we gon’ get your ass gone with this

[chorus]
dirty ass n*gga always lookin’ for a f*ckin’ l!ck
angry ass n*gga always mad, it make no f*ckin’ sick
savage ass n*gga, always walkin’ with a dirty stick
dangerous ass n*gga, all he wanna do is step on sh*t
demons see my momma, tell you b*tches don’t let your trainer pay
he named his first son draco, plus the child was born on 38th
it’s 4ktrey, i say n0body, say right who gon’ die today
you ’bout that sh*t, well b*tch, we ’bout the same, it’s gon’ go down this way

[verse 2]
look, ring around the rosy (okay), p*ssy say he on me (let’s go)
i’ma put his d*ck inside his thugs (and that’s on my momma)
p*ssy n*gga scared to be in the b, lyin’ like he in the streets
knowin’ he’ll be dead if we knew just where he was
so we miss steppin’ on them ducks
who you leave out in the field? n*gga, yeach
herm said he just caught a new one, drilled, dummy dead
postin’ songs, don’t start preachin’ what you sayin’, p*ssy n*gga
we put sh*t that sleep with glocks like we got xans in these pistols
i say 4ktrey my business, we gon’ step on any n*gga
who that is? k!ll the witness
say the word and they gon’ diss ’em
ain’t got no words for no b*tch, i pull the stick out on a n*gga
like lay your bed, i throw my pillow
the police after all my n*ggas

- youngboy never broke again lyrics

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