
Showdown YoungBoy Never Broke Again
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[Intro]
Slime, money gon' talk on me, big knots and it don't fold, nah
Don't fold, nah-uh
Slime
(XL Eagle made it)
[Chorus]
Tell me what you doin', yeah
I pull up flexin' with some niggas too influenced, yeah
I got lil' shawty to my left lookin' right and she teasin' me
After the night I just won't know is you gon' leave with me?
Like what's the issue?
Money gon' talk on me, big knots and they don't fold, nah
Patek Philippe, draped out on me and I got four now
I first come that I don't need, I got my own now
Guns bustin' in the streets, it's a showdown
[Verse 1]
Money gon' talk to your friends
Kick back at the Drury inn
Niggas be talkin', we bustin', we never discussin', we know how to end it
Cash out on my pendant, just add up five times ten, yeah
I'm zoned out on them Xans, yeah, Wockhardt don't drink no gin, yeah
Bombs all over my 'cause my car strapped wit' the pipe
Say, "Lil' boy that's that burner nigga, play and I'ma burn you nigga"
Hol' up, bitch hol' up, have 'em runnin' tonight
Money talk all on my sneakers, big B drippin' tonight
Slime, money gon' talk on me, big knots and it don't fold, nah
Don't fold, nah-uh
Slime
(XL Eagle made it)
[Chorus]
Tell me what you doin', yeah
I pull up flexin' with some niggas too influenced, yeah
I got lil' shawty to my left lookin' right and she teasin' me
After the night I just won't know is you gon' leave with me?
Like what's the issue?
Money gon' talk on me, big knots and they don't fold, nah
Patek Philippe, draped out on me and I got four now
I first come that I don't need, I got my own now
Guns bustin' in the streets, it's a showdown
[Verse 1]
Money gon' talk to your friends
Kick back at the Drury inn
Niggas be talkin', we bustin', we never discussin', we know how to end it
Cash out on my pendant, just add up five times ten, yeah
I'm zoned out on them Xans, yeah, Wockhardt don't drink no gin, yeah
Bombs all over my 'cause my car strapped wit' the pipe
Say, "Lil' boy that's that burner nigga, play and I'ma burn you nigga"
Hol' up, bitch hol' up, have 'em runnin' tonight
Money talk all on my sneakers, big B drippin' tonight
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