YoungBoy Never Broke Again - On Fleek lyrics

[YoungBoy Never Broke Again - On Fleek lyrics]

Soon as I see it, if I want it, I go cop it
(Skrr, skrr) i’m goin’ in, that’s forever
 I ain’t stoppin’ (I ain’t stoppin’)
Young nigga trendin’ to the world
I been poppin’ (I been poppin’)
Appreciatin’ every minute, every dollar 
(Yee, go) i took off my suit
I went to the lot and I cop me a coupe
(I cop me a coupe) my diamonds shinin’
My bitch bad but I want you
My teeth on fleek, jump in the crowd
I’m the truth (I’m the truth)
Don’t do no cap, these niggas flex
I’m like "Who you?"

They wanna offer
All this shit I don’t do though (I don’t do)
Ask for a picture
I respond like "Who you though?"
(Boy, who you?)
All gold Cuban on like I’m Bruno (Bruno Mars)
Astronaut kid, I’m imported way from Pluto
(Slatt)
All these drugs, they done left me damaged
(Let’s go)
Shootout on scene, don’t panic (Ba ba)
This brand new coupe, panoramic (Skrr)
I ain’t got it in sport, it’s standard
(Vroom) when I stop at the light, I gas it
Step on the throttle real quick
That bitch go vroom
Keep a tool, like mechanic
Cock it, I up it, I buss it
That bitch go boom back down or battle
Tryna flip through me like channels
Got a broad in Atlanta, just like panda
Move like I’m MC Hammer (MC Hammer)
That bitch, she know I know
She all around like new double G on my toes
Bitch I’m back and classy (Let’s go)
Make ‘em say slatt, ‘fore high speed
(‘Fore high speed)
Hop in the whip and I drive it
Like Need for Speed (Skrr)
I’m coming up out of the closet
No cap in me (No cap in me)
You know that I’m comin’
You send the deposit
Need fifty G’s (Big bank, big bank, yeah)
Slatt

Soon as I see it, if I want it, I go cop it
(Skrr, skrr) i’m goin’ in, that’s forever
I ain’t stoppin’ (I ain’t stoppin’)
Young nigga trendin’ to the world
I been poppin’ (I been poppin’)
Appreciatin’ every minute, every dollar
(Yee, go) i took off my suit
I went to the lot and I cop me a coupe
(I cop me a coupe) my diamonds shinin’
My bitch bad but I want you
My teeth on fleek, jump in the crowd
I’m the truth (I’m the truth)
Don’t do no cap, these niggas flex
I’m like "Who you?"

Ayy bitch, who you? (Woah)
Slatt, woah, woah, woah
Hold on, let me get ‘em shawty look (Woah)

I just need my dogs, I don’t need no hoe
If I need to talk, I’ma call my bros
C-Bo on lean but he gon’ blow
Everyone of my niggas, they on go
Got the whole S-U-V full of smoke
This shit off the dome, no I ain’t wrote
I’ma snatch ya chain if you a hoe
I’ma leave the shootin’ to Baby Joe (Slatt)

Soon as I see it, if I want it, I go cop it
(Skrr, skrr) i’m goin’ in, that’s forever
I ain’t stoppin’ (I ain’t stoppin’)
Young nigga trendin’ to the world
I been poppin’ (I been poppin’)
Appreciatin’ every minute, every dollar
(Yee, go) i took off my suit
I went to the lot and I cop me a coupe
(I cop me a coupe) my diamonds shinin’
My bitch bad but I want you
My teeth on fleek, jump in the crowd
I’m the truth (I’m the truth)
Don’t do no cap, these niggas flex
I’m like "Who you?"

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