VL Deck, YoungBoy Never Broke Again - The Knowledge lyrics
[VL Deck, YoungBoy Never Broke Again - The Knowledge lyrics]
It's up, tell me what's the knowledge
I only send hit's 'cause I only want bodies
Fuck your white flag
Nigga we don't do apologies
Frank White Deck
I got hitter that's gon' slide for me
Runnin' through the bag so
The plug graduated me racks got me cocky
My lil niggas think I'm straight from it
Cutter with the scopes
Knock an opp to his fuckin' knees
Pippen in the magazine, F&N hold thirty-three
My city I'm the C, go hard for the paper
Live the life of monster
Kicking doors for petty capers
Last time to live
Somethin' like the rich folks
Tired of all this poverty, it's robbery
It's no joke
My life like a movie, talkin' straight daily
Bitch my lawyer Jewish
Got a stick and I'm ready
My lil partner on the food
Give him a fixing daily
I seen him in action
He hit a corner and get messy
So fuck your white flag pussy
We don't want peace
I ain't satisfied nigga 'til
That ass six deep
And your partner them next
I bet that ass won't rest
So tell your mama and your sister
Them get out the black dress
It's up, tell me what's the knowledge
I only send hit's 'cause I only want bodies
Fuck your white flag
Nigga we don't do apologies
Frank White Deck
I got hitter that's gon' slide for me
Runnin' through the bag so
The plug graduated me racks got me cocky
My lil niggas think I'm straight from it
Cutter with the scopes
Knock an opp to his fuckin' knees
Pippen in the magazine, F&N hold thirty-three
Heard these niggas want beef
I'm in the North
Niggas know I'm in the streets
He said it's up
When we catch him we gon' see
Real shooter, he stay silent, never speak
Ain't taking shit back that I fuckin' said
These niggas know how we play it
I won't hesitate to spray it
Catch you, we gon' bust your head
Forty Glock, bitch I'ma spray that
Squashing shit, no we don't play that
You want smoke then nigga say that
We gon' send shots where you stay at
Shoot your taco, you ain't with that
We gon' pull up where you lay at
Nigga know that gang be that
Plus your trap like I ain't see that
Same place that we gon' creep at
Drown, make a nigga get back
Up this bitch, bet I don't miss that
Swear that I'ma push your shit back
It's up, tell me what's the knowledge
I only send hit's 'cause I only want bodies
Fuck your white flag
Nigga we don't do apologies
Frank White Deck
I got hitter that's gon' slide for me
Runnin' through the bag so
The plug graduated me racks got me cocky
My lil niggas think I'm straight from it
Cutter with the scopes
Knock an opp to his fuckin' knees
Pippen in the magazine, F&N hold thirty-three
I only send hit's 'cause I only want bodies
Fuck your white flag
Nigga we don't do apologies
Frank White Deck
I got hitter that's gon' slide for me
Runnin' through the bag so
The plug graduated me racks got me cocky
My lil niggas think I'm straight from it
Cutter with the scopes
Knock an opp to his fuckin' knees
Pippen in the magazine, F&N hold thirty-three
My city I'm the C, go hard for the paper
Live the life of monster
Kicking doors for petty capers
Last time to live
Somethin' like the rich folks
Tired of all this poverty, it's robbery
It's no joke
My life like a movie, talkin' straight daily
Bitch my lawyer Jewish
Got a stick and I'm ready
My lil partner on the food
Give him a fixing daily
I seen him in action
He hit a corner and get messy
So fuck your white flag pussy
We don't want peace
I ain't satisfied nigga 'til
That ass six deep
And your partner them next
I bet that ass won't rest
So tell your mama and your sister
Them get out the black dress
It's up, tell me what's the knowledge
I only send hit's 'cause I only want bodies
Fuck your white flag
Nigga we don't do apologies
Frank White Deck
I got hitter that's gon' slide for me
Runnin' through the bag so
The plug graduated me racks got me cocky
My lil niggas think I'm straight from it
Cutter with the scopes
Knock an opp to his fuckin' knees
Pippen in the magazine, F&N hold thirty-three
Heard these niggas want beef
I'm in the North
Niggas know I'm in the streets
He said it's up
When we catch him we gon' see
Real shooter, he stay silent, never speak
Ain't taking shit back that I fuckin' said
These niggas know how we play it
I won't hesitate to spray it
Catch you, we gon' bust your head
Forty Glock, bitch I'ma spray that
Squashing shit, no we don't play that
You want smoke then nigga say that
We gon' send shots where you stay at
Shoot your taco, you ain't with that
We gon' pull up where you lay at
Nigga know that gang be that
Plus your trap like I ain't see that
Same place that we gon' creep at
Drown, make a nigga get back
Up this bitch, bet I don't miss that
Swear that I'ma push your shit back
It's up, tell me what's the knowledge
I only send hit's 'cause I only want bodies
Fuck your white flag
Nigga we don't do apologies
Frank White Deck
I got hitter that's gon' slide for me
Runnin' through the bag so
The plug graduated me racks got me cocky
My lil niggas think I'm straight from it
Cutter with the scopes
Knock an opp to his fuckin' knees
Pippen in the magazine, F&N hold thirty-three