YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Spin&Ben'n lyrics
[YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Spin&Ben'n lyrics]
(Play that back, Lucent, TimmyDaHitMan)
Look, spin and ben'n', with a glizzy
I got youngin tryna catch me
Do 'em dirty with it your ho tryna fuck me
Told her come on with it
I'm like, "Who don't know I'm thuggin'?"
Better mind your business
My lil' nigga just know come shoot shit up
He the murder type
Different gen' Glocks, another
Type, foreign whips, got several kinds
Her boyfriend another type
Tell me who don't know is I
Fuck with this bitch from Baltimore
From the same place got another type
Really rich, you can suck my
Dick, get murdered bitch, i said that
Know we caught up in this murder
Shit, I ain't take the script
And I read that
Pussy nigga, just another pack
Aimin' out the Scatpack where your head at
Kickin' my flow to my four
Like I'm the reverend
Got bitches from the hood, I lay my bed at
They bang 5
Why I went to war? 'Cause niggas tried
The same hood where niggas died
No Instagram, I could get life
That's why my life ain't televised
Better tell the bitch I'll take his life
Better think about his momma cryin'
Come back wit' my enemies
Sittin' behind the line money be my remedy
And plus my bro's just poured a five
Sit up in my face, that ho be tellin' lies
Aw man smoke some shit that'll probably
Blow her mind, i don't need no Xans
Look, spin and ben'n', with a glizzy
I got youngin tryna catch me
Do 'em dirty with it your ho tryna fuck me
Told her come on with it
I'm like, "Who don't know I'm thuggin'?"
Better mind your business
My lil' nigga just know come shoot shit up
He the murder type
Different gen' Glocks, another
Type, foreign whips, got several kinds
Her boyfriend another type
Tell me who don't know is I
Fuck with this bitch from Baltimore
From the same place, got another type
Sick of all this fake shit
Know they turn they back on me
Nigga know we face shit
I'm knowin' for a fact they see
Dirty bitch gon' try and put the blame on me
Stanky ho
I be stackin' riches 'til I'm off house
Arrest and back out on the road
Kickin', pimpin', know that I'm a vet
I'm dawgin' all these hoes
Real Mac and tote that MAC
Bitch I know you know it though
Gone when the Law came and was
Knockin' at my grandad door
Diss at me, we gon' stalk that man
Might kill at bitch on side the store
Yellow bone, she gon' take
Me down, baby woah, woah
One on the way, told her she can stay if can
She get along wit' the ho i live alone
The bitch'll stay just to be up
In here wit' my bro
Bitch know that she can't stay
Told her pack her shit, i gotta go
Look, spin and ben'n', with a glizzy
I got youngin tryna catch me
Do 'em dirty with it your ho tryna fuck me
Told her come on with it
I'm like, "Who don't know I'm thuggin'?"
Better mind your business
Look, spin and ben'n', with a glizzy
I got youngin tryna catch me
Do 'em dirty with it your ho tryna fuck me
Told her come on with it
I'm like, "Who don't know I'm thuggin'?"
Better mind your business
Look, spin and ben'n', with a glizzy
I got youngin tryna catch me
Do 'em dirty with it your ho tryna fuck me
Told her come on with it
I'm like, "Who don't know I'm thuggin'?"
Better mind your business
My lil' nigga just know come shoot shit up
He the murder type
Different gen' Glocks, another
Type, foreign whips, got several kinds
Her boyfriend another type
Tell me who don't know is I
Fuck with this bitch from Baltimore
From the same place got another type
Really rich, you can suck my
Dick, get murdered bitch, i said that
Know we caught up in this murder
Shit, I ain't take the script
And I read that
Pussy nigga, just another pack
Aimin' out the Scatpack where your head at
Kickin' my flow to my four
Like I'm the reverend
Got bitches from the hood, I lay my bed at
They bang 5
Why I went to war? 'Cause niggas tried
The same hood where niggas died
No Instagram, I could get life
That's why my life ain't televised
Better tell the bitch I'll take his life
Better think about his momma cryin'
Come back wit' my enemies
Sittin' behind the line money be my remedy
And plus my bro's just poured a five
Sit up in my face, that ho be tellin' lies
Aw man smoke some shit that'll probably
Blow her mind, i don't need no Xans
Look, spin and ben'n', with a glizzy
I got youngin tryna catch me
Do 'em dirty with it your ho tryna fuck me
Told her come on with it
I'm like, "Who don't know I'm thuggin'?"
Better mind your business
My lil' nigga just know come shoot shit up
He the murder type
Different gen' Glocks, another
Type, foreign whips, got several kinds
Her boyfriend another type
Tell me who don't know is I
Fuck with this bitch from Baltimore
From the same place, got another type
Sick of all this fake shit
Know they turn they back on me
Nigga know we face shit
I'm knowin' for a fact they see
Dirty bitch gon' try and put the blame on me
Stanky ho
I be stackin' riches 'til I'm off house
Arrest and back out on the road
Kickin', pimpin', know that I'm a vet
I'm dawgin' all these hoes
Real Mac and tote that MAC
Bitch I know you know it though
Gone when the Law came and was
Knockin' at my grandad door
Diss at me, we gon' stalk that man
Might kill at bitch on side the store
Yellow bone, she gon' take
Me down, baby woah, woah
One on the way, told her she can stay if can
She get along wit' the ho i live alone
The bitch'll stay just to be up
In here wit' my bro
Bitch know that she can't stay
Told her pack her shit, i gotta go
Look, spin and ben'n', with a glizzy
I got youngin tryna catch me
Do 'em dirty with it your ho tryna fuck me
Told her come on with it
I'm like, "Who don't know I'm thuggin'?"
Better mind your business
Look, spin and ben'n', with a glizzy
I got youngin tryna catch me
Do 'em dirty with it your ho tryna fuck me
Told her come on with it
I'm like, "Who don't know I'm thuggin'?"
Better mind your business