YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Brain lyrics

(DJ Swift on the track)
Ayy, like I know who bust that nigga brain
(Dubba-AA flexin')
(Louie Bandz made anotha' one)

I know who bust that nigga brain
They like "For real?"
They say "Them niggas out that gang
They the youngins of the year"
They say "The smallest shit you
Do can get you killed"
We up in broad day, so
You better keep yo' shell, nigga
I’m out that Nawf
I don’t give a fuck 'bout where you from
Nigga know how we comin'
We come retarted when we come
You say you gon' kill me, so when you see me
Don’t play dumb that nigga diss me
Now that bitch ass nigga slump
B strapped with that forty
It ain’t no stuntin', he do dumb
We uppin' in public
Ain’t stoppin' bussin' 'till you donе
You gon’ get the same trеatment as
The lil' boy that you son
Nigga spin in my section, we loadin'
Up to come and hunt, believe that

This for them 38 Babies who out that Nawf
Who lay down law
Who make the homicide detectives
Drawl the chalk that’s what they 'bout
Them niggas pussy
They don’t do nun' but talk
So when we catch you, we gon' stretch you
We gon' close yo' fuckin' mouth
And all us certified
All us been on that wall
Gon' buss a nigga shit and ain’t
Gon' speak on what we saw
We got assault rifles for
Whoever try to assault
Come raise your voice all you wanna
That choppa gon' talk loud
Up on me, you got me fucked up, bitch
I doubt it hollows steady bouncin'
Might as well say that we ballin'
You know it’s from that Nawf
Back to that Fifth, bitch, it’s retarted
Get to pickin' you lil' bitches out
Just like we havin' scallin'
Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba

I know who bust that nigga brain
They like "For real?"
They say "Them niggas out that gang
They the youngins of the year"
They say "The smallest shit you
Do can get you killed"
We up in broad day, so
You better keep yo' shell, nigga
I’m out that Nawf
I don’t give a fuck 'bout where you from
Nigga know how we comin'
We come retarted when we come
You say you gon' kill me, so when you see me
Don’t play dumb that nigga diss me
Now that bitch ass nigga slump
B strapped with that forty
It ain’t no stuntin', he do dumb
We uppin' in public
Ain’t stoppin' bussin' 'till you done
You gon’ get the same treatment as
The lil' boy that you son
Nigga spin in my section, we loadin'
Up to come and hunt, believe that