Yeat, YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Shmunk lyrics

[Yeat, YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Shmunk lyrics]

Yeah, you heard me right (Huh)
Uh, he ain't pickin' no fight
He ain't pickin' no fight (Huh)
Yeah, got a blick on my side
Got a blick on my side (Oh, huh)
I got big money
Big money ties and big mob ties
(Oh, huh, ooh, huh, yeah, yeah)
Slice, hmm, used to buy bread
Chop off that loaf, slice
(Shh-shh-shh-shh, shh, shh, oh, huh)
Yeah, hmm, whole lotta bread
Double my money, twice
(Shh-shh-shh-shh, shh, shh, oh, huh)
Hold up, yeah, put you on read
Put you on fled thrice
(Shh-shh-shh-shh, shh, shh, oh, huh)
Watch me, uh, run it up
Talkin' 'bout big price
(Shh-shh-shh-shh, shh, shh, oh, huh)
Artist, yeah, I'm the biggest bad of them all
Artist, yeah, I'm the number one
Watch 'em fall (Watch 'em fall, fall)
I was sellin' drugs, now I'm rich
(yeah, yeah) i was yellin' with thugs
(Thugs) , we was movin' bricks (yeah, yeah)

I was pullin' up with thugs
(Grrah) , I was pullin' up with guns
I be pullin' up in big whips
Y'all still smokin' Runtz (Skrrt)
I got a whole lotta money, lil' bitch
I got a bunch (yeah, I got a bunch)
I don't even need no security, I got guns
(I got guns) i need me a moment of clarity
I'm movin' me tons (I'm movin' me tons)
Pulled up in a frog eyed Bentley
With a big boy drum
Yeah, talk down on the mob
Who gon' get you spun (Get you spun)
Yeah, and I boot up for fun
(Fun) , do that shit for fun (Shit for fun)
Yeah, reloadin' my shit
You 'bout to go to the sun (Go to the sun)
Travelin' 'round the globe, yeah
We number one (We number one)
Brr, light his bitch ass up, yeah
Just like a blunt (Brr)
Brr, I'm so cold, my diamonds negative one
(One) i got big old cash
Know what I'm sayin'? That bitch want five
I ain't listen to nobody's shit
I'ma live my life, live my life
I'm 'bout to boot up, it's
Just for the night
'bout to pour up some Sprite
When I'm in Urus, that big body
Steppin', that bitch 'bout a knife, slice

Yeah, you heard me right (Huh)
Uh, he ain't pickin' no fight
He ain't pickin' no fight (Huh)
Yeah, got a blick on my side
Got a blick on my side (Oh, huh)
I got big money
Big money ties and big mob ties
(Oh, huh, ooh, huh, yeah, yeah)
Slice, hmm, used to buy bread
Chop off that loaf, slice
(Oh, huh) yeah, hmm, whole lotta bread
Double my money twice (Oh, huh)
Hold up, yeah, put you on read
Put you on fled thrice (Oh, huh)
Watch me, uh, run it up
Talkin' 'bout big price (Oh, huh)
Artist, yeah, I'm the biggest bad of them all
Artist, yeah, I'm the number one
Watch 'em fall (Watch 'em fall, fall)
I was sellin' drugs, now I'm rich
(yeah, yeah) i was yellin' with thugs
We was movin' bricks (yeah, yeah)

Rich on rich, pallbearer and they thunder
Pull up with stick and it got a whole hundred
Give the bitch coverage, I tap her bumper
I know the bitch only want her some money
I get the bitch and I catch me a body
Pull up and I chop it, I pop it and pop it
She fuck with my diamonds
I fuck with her Gotti then
I need to buy me a brand new big body Benz
Ain't comin' in if they ain't
Let them shottas in
FN in my shirt, I Givenchy my shirt
'bout to get this shit tailored
I'ma put the pants in
Play, your whole clique get spinned
Play, your whole clique get shot
Beat the lil' bitch back in
I don't even go to no show, mama
I get a big backend
Scary-ass nigga, I don't want
Him 'round me, woah, he ain't my friend
He ain't my five, my slime
My blood, my kind, no, he ain't my kin
Got the bitch here tattooing her skin
Said she wanna do it again
I got them M's and I'll do it again
Got a bitch jaw breakin'

Yeah, you heard me right (Huh)
Uh, he ain't pickin' no fight
He ain't pickin' no fight (Huh)
Yeah, got a blick on my side
Got a blick on my side (Oh, huh)
I got big money
Big money ties and big mob ties
(Oh, huh, ooh, huh, yeah, yeah)
Slice, hmm, used to buy bread
Chop off that loaf, slice
(Oh, huh) yeah, hmm, whole lotta bread
Double my money twice (Oh, huh)
Hold up, yeah, put you on read
Put you on fled thrice (Oh, huh)
Watch me, uh, run it up
Talkin' 'bout big price (Oh, huh)
Artist, yeah, I'm the biggest bad of them all
Artist, yeah, I'm the number one
Watch 'em fall (Watch 'em fall, fall)
I was sellin' drugs, now I'm rich
(yeah, yeah) i was yellin' with thugs
(Thugs) , we was movin' bricks (yeah, yeah)

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