YoungBoy Never Broke Again, Mouse On Tha Track - Ampd Up lyrics

(Beat Execz)
Y'all hoes wildin', woah, no no no no, oh
(XO) yeah, it's Top nigga
Huh, huh (MarcussMuzik Of Beat Execz)
Shawty jiggin', uh throwin' all that, woah
(yeah, she jiggin' uh)
She get jiggy, jiggy, woah (Woah)
I get jiggy with her, talk
Dirty, she get jiggy, jiggy with it
(Woah)
I get jiggy with it, I hit it, she get jiggy
Jiggy with me (Woah)
It's up, yeah, look, yeah

Shawty goin' crazy
Hit it and she throwin' all that ass on me
I'm in here with the murder babies
With that sack on me
Baow, I'm doin' my dance
Don't try to act on me
Goin' through that jet but with my friends


I got that Yak on me
Yeah, I'm sweatin' bad on that shit, boy
If I put you on my list you gon' get blicked
Some with that hit squad
I'm the same nigga, once
That shit get started, then I get goin'
Man, fuck that shit, I'm in this bitch
Don't play with me i'm amped up and I'm in
Here doin' a grave digger (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Hope you ain't pull up to my show
Ain't brought ya case with ya
We in the backend full of dope
We snap up gang pictures
Play and you won't make it to
The door, better hit the floor
You gon' get stained with 'em

I got a seventy-round stick, inside
A bag of 223s (yeah)
Duh, I made the screamin'
Put your pussy ass to sleep
I said I hate all these niggas
And all these niggas hate YB (Hate YB)
Don't trust these hoes but all these
Hoes be all on me look, bitch make one diss
We gon' bust your tomato (Baow, baow)
How you out a blick? It ain't
Nowhere that I came though
You better get your bitch
Come with my clique, she get dicked down
Come on, punch me in my shit
Watch how my youngin' wave my switch 'round
I don't know you 'round this
Bitch, you don't exist, i make you get down
(I spray the crowd) "Baow, baow, baow, baow
" that's that choppa sound
Whipped down, jump out with guns
Try to run and we gon' chase ya down
Grrt, pow, whoop, baow, skrrt
Grrt, get your body down

I'm amped up and I'm in
Here doin' a grave digger
Hope you ain't pull up to my show
Ain't brought ya case with ya
We in the backend full of dope
We snap up gang pictures
Play and you won't make it to
The door, better hit the floor
You gon' get stained with 'em
Shawty goin' crazy
Hit it and she throwin' all that ass on me
(yeah, ah, ah, ah)
I'm in here with the murder babies
With that sack on me (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
Baow, I'm doin' my dance
Don't try to act on me (Ah, ah, ah ah)
Goin' through that jet but with my friends
I got that Yak on me (Ah, ah, ah ah)

She arch her back and throw
That ass like a boomerang (Throw it back)
Clique of bad bitches poppin' pussy
That's the Gucci gang (Gang, gang)
Booty hangin' out her shorts
She dressin' like a hoochie mane
Popped this hundred back
And I'ma fuck her like a Superman
I'm flyer than a bitch (yeah, yeah)
Casamigos got me out my mind in this bitch
(yeah) and I keep gettin' better like
Some wine in this bitch (yeah)
The only thing I love with drink
I time in this bitch (Oh)
Shawty got some back (Oh)
Keep me comin' back (Oh)
I treat her like a snack (Oh)
I need to put it in (Oh)
Cut the people out of business
Got to keep it under raps
Better keep that money comin' 'cause
It keep a nigga amped

I'm amped up and I'm in
Here doin' a grave digger
Hope you ain't pull up to my show
You ain't brought ya case with ya
We in the backend full of dope
We snap up gang pictures
Play and you won't make it to
The door, better hit the floor
You gon' get stained with 'em
Shawty goin' crazy
Hit it and she throwin' all that ass on me
I'm in here with the murder babies
With that sack on me
Baow, I'm doin' my dance
Don't try to act on me
Goin' through that jet but with my friends
I got that Yak on me