Fish Scale YoungBoy Never Broke Again

[Chorus]
Huh, fish scale, Draco with that kick real (It got grip)
I got clientele comin' through on my cell (Yeah, yeah)
What you want, we sell
We got verses, plus some hitters get them bodies out of here
Hold on, bro be servin' gas and hard and bought that straight from off the scale (Let's go)

[Verse 1]
Let's go (Hrrt), who the fuck said that they want it with me? (Want it with me)
I'm in Atlanta, a hundred somethin' sticks on a nigga, they know not to run up on me
Spotted him, I sent a pic to that nigga to show him I'm only lettin' him breathe (Breathe)
Shot at him, I swung that stick at that nigga
The bullets, they stronger than Hercules (Ah, ah, ah)

[Refrain]
She on Roxies, and this bitch on hard R (Wow, wow, wow)
I got Percs and Celie, X, and Xanax bars (And Xanax bar, let's go)
We got big extensions that protect my heart (They protect my heart)
Know we set like concrete, man
Rich ass nigga in a Maybach van

[Pre-Chorus]
Hole in his head, tryna see all his brain
He gon' blatt, bah, bah if you think 'bout playin' games
Bought a cutter on my hand that we wrapped in whole things
Still got gray just like the road for to blow your nose and veins, yeah