[Intro: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
(B Real on the track)
Hello
[Verse 1: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
I'm on the phone with Yates, he say he out of state
No he ain't got no job, he just made a play
Niggas snitchin' tellin' police where the fuck we stay
Police search the trunk, people caught another case
Niggas blame both sides, man these niggas bitches
Reggie got up in his feelings, guess that nigga envy
Second tour, tell them bitches I want over fifty
If they can't do it, they don't want me and thеy fuckin' city
On my heart, that's on my soul, I won't tell no lies
Unclе told, now my daddy doing 55
My niggas hittas choppers with us when we take that ride
Hit a lick with Tate, everything ain't kept divided
Reached out my phone, told him I thought that he was on my side
Crossed me too many times, told him, "Bitch, you gotta die"
Reached out my phone, told him I thought that he was on my side
Crossed me too many times, told him, "Bitch, you gotta die"
[Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
When my OGs say a nigga ever cross me
You better off that pussy nigga 'fore he off me (bang)
When my bruddas say a nigga ever cross me
You better off that pussy nigga 'fore he off me (bang)
When my OGs say a nigga ever cross me
You better off that pussy nigga 'fore he off me (bang)
When my bruddas say a nigga ever cross me
You better off that pussy nigga 'fore he off me (bang)
(B Real on the track)
Hello
[Verse 1: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
I'm on the phone with Yates, he say he out of state
No he ain't got no job, he just made a play
Niggas snitchin' tellin' police where the fuck we stay
Police search the trunk, people caught another case
Niggas blame both sides, man these niggas bitches
Reggie got up in his feelings, guess that nigga envy
Second tour, tell them bitches I want over fifty
If they can't do it, they don't want me and thеy fuckin' city
On my heart, that's on my soul, I won't tell no lies
Unclе told, now my daddy doing 55
My niggas hittas choppers with us when we take that ride
Hit a lick with Tate, everything ain't kept divided
Reached out my phone, told him I thought that he was on my side
Crossed me too many times, told him, "Bitch, you gotta die"
Reached out my phone, told him I thought that he was on my side
Crossed me too many times, told him, "Bitch, you gotta die"
[Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
When my OGs say a nigga ever cross me
You better off that pussy nigga 'fore he off me (bang)
When my bruddas say a nigga ever cross me
You better off that pussy nigga 'fore he off me (bang)
When my OGs say a nigga ever cross me
You better off that pussy nigga 'fore he off me (bang)
When my bruddas say a nigga ever cross me
You better off that pussy nigga 'fore he off me (bang)
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