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toxic - youngboy never broke again lyrics

[intro]
we’ll count it up
we’ll use it, yeah

[chorus]
i got embers after when i tie the weak, yeah
it ain’t nothin’ i can’t afford, in the h*llcat, press record
i can’t take no chances, no, i’m gon’ ride with the stick
bruh, that n*gga, i’m gon’ show, all my feelings overboard
i’ma pop my sh*t and i got rich and now they on me
temper tantrum n*gga, with that bag, ain’t who they want
felt like from that sh*t that get ’em pleased and now they on me
they gon’ play my song, that’s if they end up all alone, yeah

[verse 1]
i’m on another level, gеt another tailor, comin’ out like i’m outfitted
i ain’t signin’ that dеal, i got to another bettor if i find an amount bigger
he took that green flag and that red, representin’ a grave digger
i’m leavin’ demons all in her head, tryna make sure she think different
this my monkey suit (go)
i hit l!cks inside that fit and send shots out that coupe (out that coupe)
i’m too rich to take these risks but still gon’ step on you
took my cash, man, chain, come out the window, shoot
steady blowin’ that strap straight at your brain ’til i shoot through
i need a hunnid mill’, i done shared a hunnid tears
he said, “cool,” and i say, “fire”
they know n*ggas die for real
prolly fire sh*lls up in all my rides
bury him, he stay concealed
4ktrey, get faced lil’ b*tch
plan on slangin’ all out on a tear
[chorus]
i got embers after when i tie the weak, yeah
it ain’t nothin’ i can’t afford, in the h*llcat, press record
i can’t take no chances, no, gon’ ride with the stick
bruh, that n*gga, i’m gon’ show, all my feelings overboard
i’ma pop my sh*t and i got rich and now they on me
temper tantrum n*gga, with that bag, ain’t who they want
felt like from that sh*t that get ’em pleased and now they on me
they gon’ play my song, that’s if they end up all alone, yeah

[verse 2]
stack it up, breakin’ up, we countin’ out red, you cover the whole scene
step on ’em, the conscience that f*ck with my head, accept it like protein
n*gga, rockabye, tryin’, i put ’em to bed, get put in a long*sleeve (status)
ball right, too much off*white, i want alexander mcqueen
takin’ one off and i ain’t takin’ one bean
buy like an iphone, taste no lean
i just want the b*tch, finna get some credit
she gon’ want me for to get her a ring
yeah, yeah, top leave red on the scene
covered in gunpowder, still too clean
five percent with a strong*ass scent
in an all*white car, you know that’s me
prolly all*red, n*gga know a big b
old lame ass n*ggas ain’t better than me
now i’m on seven but then i get three
still won’t stop, i’ma count on my feet (come here)
tell me what they hear about
i’m stuntin’ it, like, who better than me?
let the reverend speak, christian loub’ on feet
murder have me bleak, b*tch, be deceased
[chorus]
i got embers after when i tie the weak, yeah
it ain’t nothin’ i can’t afford, in the h*llcat, press record
i can’t take no chances, no, gon’ ride with the stick
bruh, that n*gga, i’m gon’ show, all my feelings overboard
i’ma pop my sh*t and i got rich and now they on me
temper tantrum n*gga, with that bag, ain’t who they want
felt like from that sh*t that get ’em pleased and now they on me
they gon’ play my song, that’s if they end up all alone, yeah

[outro]
dope boy, you ain’t f*ckin’ with me today slime
i was sayin’, ayy, he wasn’t stayed up all night or somethin’, you hear me?
i did, hey, you motherf*cka, two days

- youngboy never broke again lyrics

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