
Big Now YoungBoy Never Broke Again (Ft. Sonyae)
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[Intro]
(Listen to the track, bitch)
(Drumma Boy)
[Chorus: Sonyae]
Big fifties on my [?] now
Big faces on my watch now
Big times [?], say it’s lock down
Big fifties on my [?] now
Take my kindness for weakness, they after my throne, uh, yeah
I can’t do not a sellout, rather be a clone
I did it on my own, I did it on my own
I did it on my own, I did it on my own
[Verse: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Flawless diamonds in my watch now
Four thousand for security, still keep that Glock around
And I've been chasin' money for two years, around
And I'm still, droppin' that bag when niggas play around
This ain't no script how we livin’, I say some shit and predict it
Still losin' money, tryna help my niggas get out them trenches
.40 Glock got an extension, spend booku racks on Givenchy
Come from that Nawf to a mansion, upgraded my way of livin’
When I wake up, I might spend fifty bands to get through the day
I spent a quarter mill’ on my McLaren, now, I wanna race
The way I’m rockin’ all these diamonds, bet you think what I make
Got a hundred cash up in my sack and plenty mo’ in the bank
(Listen to the track, bitch)
(Drumma Boy)
[Chorus: Sonyae]
Big fifties on my [?] now
Big faces on my watch now
Big times [?], say it’s lock down
Big fifties on my [?] now
Take my kindness for weakness, they after my throne, uh, yeah
I can’t do not a sellout, rather be a clone
I did it on my own, I did it on my own
I did it on my own, I did it on my own
[Verse: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Flawless diamonds in my watch now
Four thousand for security, still keep that Glock around
And I've been chasin' money for two years, around
And I'm still, droppin' that bag when niggas play around
This ain't no script how we livin’, I say some shit and predict it
Still losin' money, tryna help my niggas get out them trenches
.40 Glock got an extension, spend booku racks on Givenchy
Come from that Nawf to a mansion, upgraded my way of livin’
When I wake up, I might spend fifty bands to get through the day
I spent a quarter mill’ on my McLaren, now, I wanna race
The way I’m rockin’ all these diamonds, bet you think what I make
Got a hundred cash up in my sack and plenty mo’ in the bank
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