[Intro: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
(Berge always flexin')
Gloves on
I got my gloves on, I got my mask on
Look, finna hop out and run down (YoungBoy)
And go to sprayin, hit 'til somebody on the ground
[Verse 1: BBG Baby Joe]
Mask on, gloves tight, hop out and hit 'em up
Caught my first soul at sixteen, but still'll hit you up
Them niggas bust my parter up, I'm clutchin', keepin' my gloves tucked
I'm tryna whack one of you bitches
I said, "Mama, I'm tired, I got pain in my eyes"
They don't know emotions I been feelin' since Yella died
All the shit I'm hearin' 'bout Tyler, it make me want to cry
But I can't soften up, it's time to bust another up
Roll 'em up, watch he eat the dust
That's on Boozilla soul, catch 'em slippin', knock off his nose (Uh)
We caught the trigger man lurkin' for the one who made the plan
Got to catch that shakeback for lil' Key, then everybody goes
Line 'em up and pick him up, five bodies in one cross, ho
[Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Poppin' off that lean, I'm off codeine, I can't control it (Hol' on)
Poppin' all that shit, but that ain't fair 'cause they don't know me
Different hoes inside my home, I just need one to hold me
Plenty diamonds, plenty money, why the fuck I can't be chosen?
(Berge always flexin')
Gloves on
I got my gloves on, I got my mask on
Look, finna hop out and run down (YoungBoy)
And go to sprayin, hit 'til somebody on the ground
[Verse 1: BBG Baby Joe]
Mask on, gloves tight, hop out and hit 'em up
Caught my first soul at sixteen, but still'll hit you up
Them niggas bust my parter up, I'm clutchin', keepin' my gloves tucked
I'm tryna whack one of you bitches
I said, "Mama, I'm tired, I got pain in my eyes"
They don't know emotions I been feelin' since Yella died
All the shit I'm hearin' 'bout Tyler, it make me want to cry
But I can't soften up, it's time to bust another up
Roll 'em up, watch he eat the dust
That's on Boozilla soul, catch 'em slippin', knock off his nose (Uh)
We caught the trigger man lurkin' for the one who made the plan
Got to catch that shakeback for lil' Key, then everybody goes
Line 'em up and pick him up, five bodies in one cross, ho
[Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Poppin' off that lean, I'm off codeine, I can't control it (Hol' on)
Poppin' all that shit, but that ain't fair 'cause they don't know me
Different hoes inside my home, I just need one to hold me
Plenty diamonds, plenty money, why the fuck I can't be chosen?
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