YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Self Control lyrics

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DJ Swift on the track

I'ma leave here with what I came here for
Now what you sayin'? (Oh,  what you sayin'?)
You don't wan' take it there, don't
Go there with us, nah
Walked in with a Styrofoam cup with
Plenty racks off in my hands
And we ain't come here for to lose
We want it all
Smokin' dro (Dro) 'cause I need it (Need it)
So I could be calm instead of
Dangerous when you see me
You niggas know we quick to let
It blow for any reason (Let it blow)
Kick down your door, post up
On your front porch, and we ain't leavin'

When my grandma died
I had to beat the odds and it wasn't easy
(yeah)
When Boozilla died, I almost lost my mind
Broke me to pieces (Broke to pieces)
We was slangin' iron for Dump
And all the rest, it ain't no secret
(Brr, bop-bop-bop) 38 across my neck
We be them boys you don't want beef with
(4KTrey)
Smokin' dro, smell it when I hit the door
'cause I need it (Bop, bop)
I ain't the one
These pussy niggas know I be fiendin'
Hop out the car with diamonds
'round my throat, bitch, i'm beamin'
(Oh, yeah)
I don't think no nigga can't see me
(Bitch) , I be paranoid while
I'm leanin' (Let's go, for real)

Smokin' dro
(Dro) 'cause I need it (I need it)
So I could be calm instead of
Dangerous when you see me (yeah)
You niggas know we quick to let
It blow for any reason (Bop, bop-bop-bop)
Kick down your door, post up
On your front porch, and we ain't leavin'
(yeah, slime)
I'ma leave here with what I came here for
Now what you sayin'? (Oh, what you sayin'?)
You don't wan' take it there
Don't go there with us, nah
Walked in with a Styrofoam cup with
Plenty racks off in my hands (My hands)
And we ain't come here for to lose
We want it all

Whole lot of racks on these VVs (Wet)
I'm so slime, on this Glock, got a green beam
(Let's go)
Got a whole lot of people that need me
(You know)
Bust your head all over the right thing (Bop)
I ain't got nothin' but a dub and a
Black Card up inside my Ami' jeans
(What up?)
I just want head, can't fuck in a bed
It's just some things don't excite me (yeah)
Testin' your gun inside of the
Backyard, let it hit, get your aim up
(I do) my youngin official, he wait
In your backyard
And I call him the bang thug (Brr)
Wake up in the morning, get fresh as a bitch
I'ma walk in Dior in some Margielas
And the way we gon' dump at
The boy with the stick
I'ma finish him off with a four nickel
(Brr, brr, brr, bop)
I be thinkin' 'bout Dump all over the time
This shit just don't feel right (yeah yeah)
I don't go to no club
I be takin' these drugs
Ridin' and keepin' that steel tight
(Oh, yeah)
Every night 'fore I sleep, I think 'bout
The North Side where I grew up, no ho type
(No)
Play, I put you to sleep before you could see
(Bitch)
Pull up where you be and it's on sight

I'ma leave here with what I came here for
Now what you sayin'? (Oh, what you sayin'?)
You don't wan' take it there
Don't go there with us, nah
Walked in with a Styrofoam cup with
Plenty racks off in my hands
(Plenty of racks)
And we ain't come here for to lose
We want it all smokin' dro
(Dro) 'cause I need it (I need it)
So I could be calm instead of
Dangerous when you see me
(yeah, you know I'm dangerous)
You niggas know we quick to let
It blow for any reason (Bop)
Kick down your door, post up
On your front porch, and we ain't leavin'
(Let's go)