[Intro: Téa Leoni & Martin Lawrence]
I need to talk to Mike Laury
Hello?
This is Mike Laury
Dubba-AA flex
[Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
She say she fuck with frauds, rich nigga, stop her from [?] (Oh)
My cousin, he stretch fentanyl, don't wanna rap, still gon' get that backend
Rich hoe attraction, can't fit by trappin'
Waitin' on bro for to tap in
Just for to go get active
(This is the sound)
Dior fashion (Slime), all murder clothin' (Go)
Stepped on shit, but stayed crypto, buy another route
Top say “Tote that red flag, come cross here, we devil zone”
Tryna fuck only when she want cash, she the one prolly put the rep on 'em
Assassins tryna step on 'em
Pallbearer, put my belt on 'em
Neighbor's son dead on that corner
And they put the blame on my money
These hoes ain't have a year run, bein' rude with me, so I left 'em
Cross me out been had a X on 'em
Made of steel, not even my flesh phony (Nah)
[Verse 1: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Dirty stick, new fit, walk with that check on me (Check)
I be out all night, bitch just complain 'bout Off-White
Real made nigga, don't understand why I walk 'round with that TEC on me (TEC)
Nigga talkin' loud all night, they gon' point at me 'cause of my type
I need to talk to Mike Laury
Hello?
This is Mike Laury
Dubba-AA flex
[Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
She say she fuck with frauds, rich nigga, stop her from [?] (Oh)
My cousin, he stretch fentanyl, don't wanna rap, still gon' get that backend
Rich hoe attraction, can't fit by trappin'
Waitin' on bro for to tap in
Just for to go get active
(This is the sound)
Dior fashion (Slime), all murder clothin' (Go)
Stepped on shit, but stayed crypto, buy another route
Top say “Tote that red flag, come cross here, we devil zone”
Tryna fuck only when she want cash, she the one prolly put the rep on 'em
Assassins tryna step on 'em
Pallbearer, put my belt on 'em
Neighbor's son dead on that corner
And they put the blame on my money
These hoes ain't have a year run, bein' rude with me, so I left 'em
Cross me out been had a X on 'em
Made of steel, not even my flesh phony (Nah)
[Verse 1: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Dirty stick, new fit, walk with that check on me (Check)
I be out all night, bitch just complain 'bout Off-White
Real made nigga, don't understand why I walk 'round with that TEC on me (TEC)
Nigga talkin' loud all night, they gon' point at me 'cause of my type
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