YoungBoy Never Broke Again - For The Change (Guest) lyrics

Did you blow some checks? Did you?
I don’t got no mind i don’t got no mind
Man fuck that bitch cause she ain’t mine

Who you think you foolin? I
Love all them meds
I know you fuck with them so watch me do me
Bitch you betta not stress
Hoe you tweakin, who you fuckin playin with
Don’t suck my neck

Watch me blow a check

I’ve been ballin sick I need a nurse
She feel like fuck me, she don’t love me
I admit it hurt, but I’ve been clutching
I’ve been thuggin on another turf
And plus man I’ve been fucking off
I put in too much work bitch you mad
I don’t sickening with your sad ass

Bitch you bad
Just don’t know that I’d leave your ass
Oh fine ass
Bitch you better not let my feelings pass
Throw your set, where they at?
All the bad bitches in the back
You competing
Tryna copy bitch you know you sad
Hundred bands
Tell her put that pussy on my tab
Can’t tell me leave
What i got that’s something you never had
Tats all on my belly
Do you love convicted feelings?
RIP don’t but you get dumped
I send your ass to heaven
Bitch I never love her
She say she want me to comfort
I grind cause I don’t like your brother
Who I’ll fuck your mother

They think I’m broke so they
Gonna leave, hold up, be my guest
Oh my fucking god, what I read
You ain’t cut like this
I know the draco mom upset
She said she want fucked on a jet
I told her I ain’t built like that
I’m loyal look who on my chest

Ha think I wanna fuck that
Bitch cause she look better


We can be together, if you tryna

They think I’m broke so they
Gonna leave, hold up, be my guest
Oh my fucking god, what I read
You ain’t cut like this
I know the draco mom upset
She said she want fucked on a jet
I told her I ain’t built like that
I’m loyal look who on my chest

Throw your set, where they at?
All the bad bitches in the back
You competing
Tryna copy bitch you know you sad
Hundred bands
Tell her put that pussy on my tab
Can’t tell me leave
What i got that’s something you never had
Bitch you mad
I don’t sickening with your sad ass

Bitch you bad
Just don’t know that I’d leave your ass
Oh fine ass
Bitch you better not let my feelings pass
Throw your set, where they at?
All the bad bitches in the back
You competing
Tryna copy bitch you know you sad
Hundred bands
Tell her put that pussy on my tab