OBN Jay, YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Hooligans lyrics

[OBN Jay, YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Hooligans lyrics]

Look, shorty what the deal is? I'm
Tryna see waddup wit' you
Tryna touch a million
I'm tryna buy a foreign coupe
Stackin' a lil bread, , bitch we to the roof
Pushin' on the gas, ain't lettin up
No I ain't lettin' loose
Bae don't start today
Don't start the hooligans
Grew up 'round them K's
Young nigga shootin' shit
Movin' kinda different, but I'm straight
I'm not new to this
I get in the booth and I go ape
I'm wit' the foolishness

I'ma let you know if it ain't
Real and I ain't feelin' it
Long as I can wake up and
Can breathe I'ma do my shit
Head be hurtin', I'm on codeine
I been sippin' it
Bouncin' on the beat 'bout some real shit
I know you feelin' this
Spend it on my bitch
I like to buy her what she want
Flyin' out of state
I'm in designer winter coats
Luck been kind of bad
I guess I must've split the pole
I got a, and I cook up another song
Head been kind of hurtin'
'cause my nerves bad i been tryna stack it
I been grindin' since last Thursday
I remember watching Monte Carlos
Come through swervin'
I just thank the lord for
Everything I been earning

Look, shorty what the deal is? I'm
Tryna see waddup wit' you
Tryna touch a million
I'm tryna buy a foreign coupe
Stackin' a lil bread, , bitch we to the roof
Pushin' on the gas, ain't lettin up
No I ain't lettin' loose
Bae don't start today
Don't start the hooligans
Grew up 'round them K's
Young nigga shootin' shit
Movin' kinda different, but I'm straight
I'm not new to this
I get in the booth and I go ape
I'm wit' the foolishness

I got so much Larson on my brain
I got pain in my eyes
But say the same prayer, all that I got left
And I'ma bust yo' brain soon
As you niggas try
Back to back let them bullets fly
Play and I'ma drag you to yo' death
No question, I went flooded out my Hublot
That's that slime talk
Diamonds in my necklace, brick of jiffy
That's what mine cost
Quick to drop a bag to get 'em gone
Act like his mind lost
Went deep off in the streets
No right or wrong, i cut his time short
Jiggaboo came on the road just to
Bring me a 40 Glock tryna make Meechie rap
But all he wanna do is serve the block
4K Trey, it's fuck the cops
And bitch free DD out that cell block
Tryna cross me, run 'cross the red dot

Look, shorty what the deal is? I'm
Tryna see waddup wit' you
Tryna touch a million
I'm tryna buy a foreign coupe
Stackin' a lil bread, , bitch we to the roof
Pushin' on the gas, ain't lettin up
No I ain't lettin' loose
Bae don't start today
Don't start the hooligans
Grew up 'round them K's
Young nigga shootin' shit
Movin' kinda different, but I'm straight
I'm not new to this
I get in the booth and I go ape
I'm wit' the foolishness

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