
Time I’m On (Remix)* YoungBoy Never Broke Again (Ft. Rich The Kid)
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Lyrics from snippet
[Intro: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Three, man
(Dubba-AA flexin')
AI
(Louie Bandz made another one)
I ain't never did that, nah
Why you acting like that? Nah
I do this shit 'cause shit, I just be in my own world
(This is the sound)
[Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
I drink codeine, my cup on the dirty to relax
Smoking hella weed, loaded, I just bought another pack
Don't walk up on me, clutchin', you might walk into that strap
These hoes be on me 'cause they know all these other niggas cap
Out late night with Three, ma, I ain't comin' home
I been tryna make it through the headphones
You see me when I came in, I was all alone
Now nobody understand the type of time I'm on
[Post-Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Four choppers in the coupe, me and my bro 'nem
Catch him, run down on him, we gon' put it on him
Everybody ridin', bullets flyin', niggas dyin', we gotta show them
These bitch ass niggas done stole him, and we don't even know them
[Intro: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Three, man
(Dubba-AA flexin')
AI
(Louie Bandz made another one)
I ain't never did that, nah
Why you acting like that? Nah
I do this shit 'cause shit, I just be in my own world
(This is the sound)
[Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
I drink codeine, my cup on the dirty to relax
Smoking hella weed, loaded, I just bought another pack
Don't walk up on me, clutchin', you might walk into that strap
These hoes be on me 'cause they know all these other niggas cap
Out late night with Three, ma, I ain't comin' home
I been tryna make it through the headphones
You see me when I came in, I was all alone
Now nobody understand the type of time I'm on
[Post-Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Four choppers in the coupe, me and my bro 'nem
Catch him, run down on him, we gon' put it on him
Everybody ridin', bullets flyin', niggas dyin', we gotta show them
These bitch ass niggas done stole him, and we don't even know them
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