My Momma Song (Want It All) YoungBoy Never Broke Again

[Intro]
(Drum Dummie)
Let’s go
[?] (I spend forty three thousand on a coat)
I got blood on my mind, clear my mind, yeah (And it was online)
Fuck a nigga mean? Tote that iron
Ayy and I’m straight out that Nawf wit’ it (Bitch, I don’t fold)
You heard me? R.I.P. Hamp, nigga, you know what it is with me (For the sheep, nigga)
Yeah, R.I.P. Birdman Doody
How you wan’ do it? Yeah
And we still running round ruthless nigga, yeah
Shawty could be a killer and we still ain’t doin’ no recruitin’
We got our own shottas over here
Fuck yo’ VIP, we got our own bottles ova here (Yeah, slime)

[Bridge]
I took Dior and I mixed with Givenchy (I did)
Think it’s safe ridin’ with yo’ Fam and get your kids hit
Just left your hood and they say that I’m the realest

[Interlude]
Bitch, I got yo’ favorite rapper on my hit list
What’s cracking, what’s good?, Say young blood, how you bleeding?
Brokе up with my ex and I ain’t mean it
Did that make sеnse?
Act up in this club, fuck around and get your ting split (Ba)
In here with these thugs, give ‘em a reason (Let’s go)