YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Black lyrics
[YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Black lyrics]
Hm, hm, hm, mm pull up, G Wagon, huh, mm
Different, mm (They hoes)
Uh, hey yeah, uh huh
(These niggas, they hoes)
We don't fuck wit' these niggas, they hoes
(What?) fire, bitch, gang, uh, uh, uh
(We don't fuck wit' these niggas, they hoes)
Mm, mm
(I don't fuck with these niggas, they hoes)
Who the fuck is lil' shawty?
(Fuck is lil' shawty?)
Where the fuck is yo' nigga? Huh
(Fuck is yo' nigga?)
How you get to this party?
Don't bring Backwoods, I like Swishers
I gotta Draco in the sack
Nigga, shoot the car
Tryna knock out the engine
(Boom, baow, baow)
I keep this shit kickin' on top of my pendant
(yeah) dirty rod in my pouch
Gotta know I ain't slippin' (yeah, go)
Black, hm, hm, I want everything black, huh
(Black) want everything black
(Black) , huh, I'm buyin' everything black
Huh (Black) i want that ass fat
(Ass fat) , my Range Rover black, huh (Black)
I want a whole 'nother bag, huh (Bag)
I want a hundred-round Gat, huh
(Hundred-round Gat)
And I want lil' shawty, she bad, huh (Bad)
I wanna beat in her back (Beat in her back)
And I wanna kill all my opps
(Kill all my opps) , dead, ain't comin' back
I wanna hit her and sleep in (Woo)
I wanna keep this shit on track
(Keep this shit on track)
And I went bought like thirty Rollies
Like a nigga Ric Flair
(yeah, yeah, like a nigga Ric Flair)
Wait, hm, like a nigga Ric Flair, mm (Ah)
And I want damn near thirty Rollies
Like a nigga Ric Flair
Ha, haha, like a nigga Ric Flair, ha
(You already know) and I'm so high
Might fly a bitch out for to dye my hair
(Uh) these rappers be talkin' that
Shit and they broke and they know for a fact
I make slimes pull up
They be stealin' the swag so
We fuckin' they ho' pick her up
Hit the bitch in the back of my truck (Uh)
I don't care
All this money not here for the show
Let her ride me on top while
I sit in the chair i be feedin' the bitch
I be takin' good care of her
I could pull her shit off 'cause
I paid for the hair different, mm ah
I don't fuck wit' these niggas, they hoes
We don't fuck wit' these niggas, they hoes
(Uh, uh)
Why you think we be fuckin' they hoes?
(Know I'm rich)
Tell 'em that our bitches fire
(Rich, rich, rich, rich)
How you think that I pay for that Rolls?
(That Rolls) i just cracked open a pint
You know that I pour up my bros
Different, mm (They hoes)
Uh, hey yeah, uh huh
(These niggas, they hoes)
We don't fuck wit' these niggas, they hoes
(What?) fire, bitch, gang, uh, uh, uh
(We don't fuck wit' these niggas, they hoes)
Mm, mm
(I don't fuck with these niggas, they hoes)
Who the fuck is lil' shawty?
(Fuck is lil' shawty?)
Where the fuck is yo' nigga? Huh
(Fuck is yo' nigga?)
How you get to this party?
Don't bring Backwoods, I like Swishers
I gotta Draco in the sack
Nigga, shoot the car
Tryna knock out the engine
(Boom, baow, baow)
I keep this shit kickin' on top of my pendant
(yeah) dirty rod in my pouch
Gotta know I ain't slippin' (yeah, go)
Black, hm, hm, I want everything black, huh
(Black) want everything black
(Black) , huh, I'm buyin' everything black
Huh (Black) i want that ass fat
(Ass fat) , my Range Rover black, huh (Black)
I want a whole 'nother bag, huh (Bag)
I want a hundred-round Gat, huh
(Hundred-round Gat)
And I want lil' shawty, she bad, huh (Bad)
I wanna beat in her back (Beat in her back)
And I wanna kill all my opps
(Kill all my opps) , dead, ain't comin' back
I wanna hit her and sleep in (Woo)
I wanna keep this shit on track
(Keep this shit on track)
And I went bought like thirty Rollies
Like a nigga Ric Flair
(yeah, yeah, like a nigga Ric Flair)
Wait, hm, like a nigga Ric Flair, mm (Ah)
And I want damn near thirty Rollies
Like a nigga Ric Flair
Ha, haha, like a nigga Ric Flair, ha
(You already know) and I'm so high
Might fly a bitch out for to dye my hair
(Uh) these rappers be talkin' that
Shit and they broke and they know for a fact
I make slimes pull up
They be stealin' the swag so
We fuckin' they ho' pick her up
Hit the bitch in the back of my truck (Uh)
I don't care
All this money not here for the show
Let her ride me on top while
I sit in the chair i be feedin' the bitch
I be takin' good care of her
I could pull her shit off 'cause
I paid for the hair different, mm ah
I don't fuck wit' these niggas, they hoes
We don't fuck wit' these niggas, they hoes
(Uh, uh)
Why you think we be fuckin' they hoes?
(Know I'm rich)
Tell 'em that our bitches fire
(Rich, rich, rich, rich)
How you think that I pay for that Rolls?
(That Rolls) i just cracked open a pint
You know that I pour up my bros