I Know VL Deck (Ft. YoungBoy Never Broke Again)
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[Verse 1: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Slime
In the back of the car, I ain’t wastin' no time
Tell that hoe let me feel on her body (Feel on her body)
I’ma post in that '8 with a pole on my waist
With a whole lotta racks in my pocket
I’ma real street nigga, I don’t need no safe (Slime)
Matter fact, I just got a deposit (Deposit)
Every time I go hard, they can’t stop it (Can’t stop)
I ain’t lettin' it go 'cause I got it
Everybody talk down, half done be fakes
Nigga, watch how I walk in and walk out
Nigga gotta calm down for to get him a [?]
But I stay with that strap for when shit pop off
Forty grand on yo' head, nigga, watch how you talk
I’m a 38 Baby, I’m straight out that Nawf
We don’t do this for clout, you can get it right now
We be layin' dow law, nigga, fuck what you thought (Give a fuck what you thought)
[Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
And I notice that I’m chosen
He died from his words, they was all spoken (Fuck that nigga)
My nigga, fuck whatchu' heard, we run down on him (Ayy 4KTrey, Free D-Dawg)
They tried to take us, ever since, mayne, we been on him
This for my nigga, he been trappin' for so long
Hope that you get on, I got yo' back, that’s right or wrong
Post on that block, we get it on
With a bag full of stones and a stolen firearm
Just prayin' that we make it home, I feel you, nigga
Slime
In the back of the car, I ain’t wastin' no time
Tell that hoe let me feel on her body (Feel on her body)
I’ma post in that '8 with a pole on my waist
With a whole lotta racks in my pocket
I’ma real street nigga, I don’t need no safe (Slime)
Matter fact, I just got a deposit (Deposit)
Every time I go hard, they can’t stop it (Can’t stop)
I ain’t lettin' it go 'cause I got it
Everybody talk down, half done be fakes
Nigga, watch how I walk in and walk out
Nigga gotta calm down for to get him a [?]
But I stay with that strap for when shit pop off
Forty grand on yo' head, nigga, watch how you talk
I’m a 38 Baby, I’m straight out that Nawf
We don’t do this for clout, you can get it right now
We be layin' dow law, nigga, fuck what you thought (Give a fuck what you thought)
[Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
And I notice that I’m chosen
He died from his words, they was all spoken (Fuck that nigga)
My nigga, fuck whatchu' heard, we run down on him (Ayy 4KTrey, Free D-Dawg)
They tried to take us, ever since, mayne, we been on him
This for my nigga, he been trappin' for so long
Hope that you get on, I got yo' back, that’s right or wrong
Post on that block, we get it on
With a bag full of stones and a stolen firearm
Just prayin' that we make it home, I feel you, nigga
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