YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Ryder lyrics
[YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Ryder lyrics]
Cut that off, shorty hold up he deadly
You shouldn't play wit' em like that
Playboy on this bitch
But he ain't playin' though
You present me to your momma
Like a bad person
Like you don't know a nigga hurtin'
And all this shit ain't certain
Like you ain't know we out here surfin'
Niggas out to murk me
That's just a bitch, she ain't shit
I had to meet in person slow down YoungBoy
She might tell the business for the opps
The original Don Dada
Who want problems with the ocks
I be the first to approach the door
With that choppa once he knock
These niggas tryna take my spot these
Pussies run into that Glock
You can tell whoever that you want
I won't stop they can't control mе
Demons and reapers on mе
These niggas never fold me
We up and let it pop motherfuck your mammy
She don't concern with Lil Top
Yeah, I been out my top, yeah
Thuggin' out the bottle
YoungBoy ain't got no mind
Been like that since just a toddler
He work 'em wit' that choppa
From down the street we spot 'em
My brother throw them fours
I'm conversatin' wit' Li' Tyler
Hold on, soon as you left she did not go
I got her
I been droppin' bands and sharin' my soul
I'm a ryder
Choppas talkin' loud for who want holler
My youngins out here wylin'
We all condone them problems
I just put a drum in another gun
Admit the bitch know how to run
I'm tryna stretch another one
My brother he gon' step on some
Silent when the police come
Nigga actin' like they wanted some
Pussy just come specific with that tension
We won't run from nothin'
You shouldn't play wit' em like that
Playboy on this bitch
But he ain't playin' though
You present me to your momma
Like a bad person
Like you don't know a nigga hurtin'
And all this shit ain't certain
Like you ain't know we out here surfin'
Niggas out to murk me
That's just a bitch, she ain't shit
I had to meet in person slow down YoungBoy
She might tell the business for the opps
The original Don Dada
Who want problems with the ocks
I be the first to approach the door
With that choppa once he knock
These niggas tryna take my spot these
Pussies run into that Glock
You can tell whoever that you want
I won't stop they can't control mе
Demons and reapers on mе
These niggas never fold me
We up and let it pop motherfuck your mammy
She don't concern with Lil Top
Yeah, I been out my top, yeah
Thuggin' out the bottle
YoungBoy ain't got no mind
Been like that since just a toddler
He work 'em wit' that choppa
From down the street we spot 'em
My brother throw them fours
I'm conversatin' wit' Li' Tyler
Hold on, soon as you left she did not go
I got her
I been droppin' bands and sharin' my soul
I'm a ryder
Choppas talkin' loud for who want holler
My youngins out here wylin'
We all condone them problems
I just put a drum in another gun
Admit the bitch know how to run
I'm tryna stretch another one
My brother he gon' step on some
Silent when the police come
Nigga actin' like they wanted some
Pussy just come specific with that tension
We won't run from nothin'