YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Fresh Prince Of Utah lyrics

Bow-wow
Hold up, yeah, yeah
Top, Top
Uh, uh

It's a parade inside my city, yeah
Ass shakin', givin' head
Ain't no county product of the feds
Flag green, the cutters red
Now watch, I cut up like Sherhonda, yeah
I'm in this bitch, who want me dead?
Uh uh uh uh, yeah
Nah bitch, I'm loaded feelin' myself
Right now, I'm not myself, I'm turnt up
Got that iron in here
Yeah, I got it right by my belt
Them niggas plan on poppin' him
They know that he don't like them

This is a story all about how
A pistol totin' kid named YoungBoy
Grew up in the Nawf
Whole life in war
He got some money then he moved to Utah
But still ain't stop from the top the
Mountain, he skippin', knockin' shit out
Bitch
Still with the clique, you know for shit
We don't switch
I put this ho inside the trench, you
Try to diss Big Dump bitch
Yeah
Four Loko with some Hennessy on drunk shit
Spray the whole crowd, I'm usin' my
Aim so don't try me
I assist
Perc' 30, bro brought Roxies
Bought all the dirty Roxies
My shoulder weak, the stock in
Got your bitch, don't know where I been
Pray that my city cleanin' murder cases
City players, outside prayin'
Hold up, think I see the pill man
I'm finna run off Xans
Uh, you know I like to dance
Stopped and watch me give it
Yeah
Shawty, yeah, this lil' bitch said
She wanna have my extra leg
Hollow tips stuffed in the head
Cock it, pop this bitch, no stoppin'
I'm locked in, I count Ms
I spend about a thousand
Yeah

Uh, uh
It's a parade inside my city, yeah
Ass shakin', givin' head
Ain't no county product of the feds
Flag green, the cutters red
Now watch, I cut up like Sherhonda, yeah
I'm in this bitch, who want me dead?
Uh uh uh uh, yeah
Nah bitch, I'm loaded feelin' myself
Right now, I'm not myself, I'm turnt up
Got that iron in hand
Yeah, I got it right by my belt
Them niggas plan on poppin' him
They know that he don't like them

You don't wan' fuck with me, Slimeball so
Girl, your plates off UC
We'll bang it out at the county call
Ten got three hoes
And bottom back from Valero
And FaceTime me on my phone
And let me watch while you take 'em down
Uh, you know I need a rachet
Bitch that be on rachet shit
With saggy tit's
Fuck baggin' bitches, I don't need them
Ones, I don't give one fuck
I'm thuggin'
I love them hoes from out that north
Know them hoes out that north
They love me
[?], mm-hm-mm-hm (Get down)
Nigga tried to bust
Tried to get my shake back, know I'm rachet
Tried to get my shake back by my cousin
Nigga
Huh, the fuck you mean?
Double cup muddy, movin', slash
Saw me on Plank Road, me
And buster in the Cutlass
Nigga

Uh, uh
It's a parade inside my city, yeah
Ass shakin', givin' head
Ain't no county product of the feds
Flag green, the cutters red
Now watch, I cut up like Sherhonda, yeah
I'm in this bitch, who want me dead?
Uh uh uh uh, yeah
Nah bitch, I'm loaded feelin' myself
Right now, I'm not myself, I'm turnt up
Got that iron in here
Yeah, I got it right by my belt
Them niggas plan on poppin' him
They know that he don't like them