YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Get Right (Ma’ I Got A Family) lyrics
[YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Get Right Ma’ I Got A Family lyrics]
(NeilaWorld) alright, mhm
Tell me what it is (Oh)
Tell me what you like (O oh)
Plain Jane Patek, it's two-tone
barely wearin' ice
Emotionally controlling, she know who is I
Fuckin' her good so long through the night
Smackin' her ass like, "Bitch, get right"
(Uh, right)
Strapped up bad, won't take my life
Shawty want Chanel
We come packin' that bitch
Dirty-ass law, I ain't read my rights
(Baow, baow, baow)
Probably what's wrong with this
Nighttime fall, I send a blitz (Brrt)
Bullets rain on 'em (Bah)
Real gravedigger, pallbearer, that's it
They got my name branded
Ayy, start that back, yeah
Ayy, reach me that
Reach me that fork from ovеr there
Ayy, lock that door (Gangsta Grillz)
Ayy, just tell Three I said
"Comе to the back"
(That's normal, though, that's normal)
But the situation was a knot (Knot)
Whole time I was feelin' her (Feelin' her)
I ain't have no intentions
On thuggin' the bitch
I was ready to flex, do my shit with her
Hold on, but she was fuckin' caught up
She know that's YoungBoy, boy
(She know that's YoungBoy, boy)
And that's that Lil Top brother
(That his brother)
You ready? Now start the story, cut the heart
Tell me what it is (Oh)
Tell me what you like (O oh)
Plain Jane Patek, it's two-tone
Barely wearin' ice
Emotionally controlling, she know who is I
Fuckin' her good so long through the night
Smackin' her ass like, "Bitch, get right"
(Uh, right)
Yeah, yeah
Fuckin' her long through the night
Yeah, yeah like, "Bitch get right"
Get right (Gangsta Grillz)
Tell me what it is (Oh)
Tell me what you like (O oh)
Plain Jane Patek, it's two-tone
barely wearin' ice
Emotionally controlling, she know who is I
Fuckin' her good so long through the night
Smackin' her ass like, "Bitch, get right"
(Uh, right)
Strapped up bad, won't take my life
Shawty want Chanel
We come packin' that bitch
Dirty-ass law, I ain't read my rights
(Baow, baow, baow)
Probably what's wrong with this
Nighttime fall, I send a blitz (Brrt)
Bullets rain on 'em (Bah)
Real gravedigger, pallbearer, that's it
They got my name branded
Ayy, start that back, yeah
Ayy, reach me that
Reach me that fork from ovеr there
Ayy, lock that door (Gangsta Grillz)
Ayy, just tell Three I said
"Comе to the back"
(That's normal, though, that's normal)
But the situation was a knot (Knot)
Whole time I was feelin' her (Feelin' her)
I ain't have no intentions
On thuggin' the bitch
I was ready to flex, do my shit with her
Hold on, but she was fuckin' caught up
She know that's YoungBoy, boy
(She know that's YoungBoy, boy)
And that's that Lil Top brother
(That his brother)
You ready? Now start the story, cut the heart
Tell me what it is (Oh)
Tell me what you like (O oh)
Plain Jane Patek, it's two-tone
Barely wearin' ice
Emotionally controlling, she know who is I
Fuckin' her good so long through the night
Smackin' her ass like, "Bitch, get right"
(Uh, right)
Yeah, yeah
Fuckin' her long through the night
Yeah, yeah like, "Bitch get right"
Get right (Gangsta Grillz)