Head Shot YoungBoy Never Broke Again
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[Intro]
(Mommy, India got them beats)
(K4ProducedIt)
[Chorus]
Ten ain't got no mind, nigga, he don't pick and choose
Dee gon' spray the car from front to back to get rid of you
Lil' bro known to keep a drum inside his gat and he like switch on tools
Know they trap two different cars right back to back
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 1]
Bitch, go tell 'em, "Free Lil Meechy Baby out that fed' block"
Go tell 'em lil' cuz still makin' them hitters get busy with them red dots
Go tell 'em we upped the score, got two new opps, one caught a headshot
I know he proud right now 'bout how he saw I beat the feds, huh?
Stop now, pow-pow, then sped off
I'm with that shit, wе tear it down
Ol' bitch-ass nigga, boy, you gon' fuck around and get your body found
Free my daddy, I wanna face my problеms like my mama
We all with that static, lil' bro, he pop Addies, not no traumas
Deal with problems, think I'm traumatized, get chastised, he fumble
Drive, pull up fast, and then jump right on side, pull your pants up, you see my grandma, bitch (Ho-ass boy)
Uh-uh, mmm, he's a motherfuckin' animal
He come through like a cannonball
His gun gon' straight demolish you, it damage you, he get dissolved
Shoot, let the AR off with monkey nuts, problem solved
(Mommy, India got them beats)
(K4ProducedIt)
[Chorus]
Ten ain't got no mind, nigga, he don't pick and choose
Dee gon' spray the car from front to back to get rid of you
Lil' bro known to keep a drum inside his gat and he like switch on tools
Know they trap two different cars right back to back
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 1]
Bitch, go tell 'em, "Free Lil Meechy Baby out that fed' block"
Go tell 'em lil' cuz still makin' them hitters get busy with them red dots
Go tell 'em we upped the score, got two new opps, one caught a headshot
I know he proud right now 'bout how he saw I beat the feds, huh?
Stop now, pow-pow, then sped off
I'm with that shit, wе tear it down
Ol' bitch-ass nigga, boy, you gon' fuck around and get your body found
Free my daddy, I wanna face my problеms like my mama
We all with that static, lil' bro, he pop Addies, not no traumas
Deal with problems, think I'm traumatized, get chastised, he fumble
Drive, pull up fast, and then jump right on side, pull your pants up, you see my grandma, bitch (Ho-ass boy)
Uh-uh, mmm, he's a motherfuckin' animal
He come through like a cannonball
His gun gon' straight demolish you, it damage you, he get dissolved
Shoot, let the AR off with monkey nuts, problem solved
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