YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Pay Me lyrics

[YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Pay Me lyrics]

I don't be outside like y''all
I'm only there if a bag's involved
I rather stand in this bitch
Let you hear me out ya speakers
(Ayy, Harto cooked this one up)
Gangsta Grillz
You're stuck, quit that lame shit
Get to yo' galaxy (Oh, yea)
My suitors friendly, YoungBoy John Lennon
My foreigns ain't rented, I got guns in 'em
I secure the buildin'
Don't give a fuck 'bout who up in it

Just tell 'em, "Pay me" (yeah)
I'm on my shit, don't try to play me (yeah)
Yo' ho want dick, tell her, "Pay me" (yeah)
I'm in this bitch because they paid me (yeah)
I'm on, I'm on, let's do it

Hundred racks, hundred racks, ran through it
Only given one chance, I blew it
I don't wan' meet no man, I'm good
I know that they just wan' see how I do it
Bodies put in Bentayga, I fuck up my 'hood
(Uh) know that I run that money up
My trunk inside my hood (Uh)
Stolo, this a runner up
Inside with stolen goods
Put him up, put him up
Hit him with the Glock, young nigga
Lame ass boy better not try nothin'
Okay, okay, flood the whole block
Young nigga tell him, "Hit the phone
" he ain't got nothin' with him
What you gon' do? Big B
He pullin' up with it
Come outside, real fast he'll drop somethin'
(yeah) weak ass ho ain't got nothin' (yeah)
Strong ass nigga, he'll hop somethin'
Number one owner, I'll come out that window
"Bu-du-du-du-du, " I done shot somethin'
(yeah)
I got that stick for to clear out the street
Fresher than ivory, movin' this green
Study my stats, I'm BOP celine, Celine
With Celie and lean, codeine
30 somethin' K in her ring (yeah)
No meet and greet, I'm mean
Hold on again, Celine, Celine
That's Celie and lean, codeine
That's all that I need
Never I'll trip 'bout a thing
He say he my family
I know he ain't loyal to me
But, he fuck with them niggas
I'm guessin' he think they go harder than me
Galaxy, time of life, this the place to be
I got scars all on my body
But got McQueen all on my feet
I'm the new emperor groove Kuzco
I'm your highness, all hail YB
Nigga you a gangsta, always real
Don't be fake like shit I see

They gon' pay me (yeah)
I'm on my shit, don't try to play me (yeah)
Yo' ho want dick, tell her, "Pay me" (yeah)
I'm in this bitch because they paid me (yeah)
I'm on, I'm on, let's do it

From the back get to grippin', get to it
When she told me, "Go harder, " I did it
I ain't foolin' around with these lames
I'm with the realest young niggas up in it
I'm with the youngins that shoot up the city
They know the police probably
Close than a minute they don't give no fuck
They be catchin' they case
Put their burner up then
They changin' they linen her body exotic
Slime make the Maybach bounce
Like it got hydraulics
Hottie, thottie, lookin' for narcotics
She wan' take some Oxys, that's a shame
G6 get her right
Baby come and ride on top my plane
I can't sleep at night, fucked up
I got money on my brain

They gon' pay me (yeah)
I'm on my shit, don't try to play me (yeah)
Yo' ho want dick, tell her, "Pay me" (yeah)
I'm in this bitch because they paid me (yeah)
I'm on, I'm on, let's do it

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