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letra de mask and gloves - youngboy never broke again

[intro]
uh, uh
plus i haven’t had a talk with my mama about this, i ain’t told n0body, just come on
mm, uh, nah, ddawg, d, man, daddy gon’ tell us no
i just know that, i ain’t gotta say sh-t to him
ayy, b-tch, uh
when i let off, you just bang too, i’ma walk his ass down

[chorus]
mask and gloves, mask and gloves all i need
mask and gloves, mask and gloves

[post-chorus]
i’ll tell ’em after it was me, i don’t want n0body to see me now
know i’ma hit they phone up like, “pick your partner up” when we walk him down
n-ggas know how i get when i’m fiendin’, i’m a demon, they just leave me ‘lone
that chopper finger-f-ck, b-tch, she went to screamin’, that’s another song (oh, oh-oh, oh, oh)

[verse 1]
my gun jammed, i started runnin’, aj tried put that b-tch up on me (oh, oh)
we became gang, man, you knowin’ just how wе live (oh, oh-oh, oh, oh)
hit the corner tryna chasе his victim, by the police, he got k!lled (oh, oh)
my sister say sometimes it’s frightenin’, look in my eyes
she pray for me at night, she know i murdered them guys
okay, i got one more p-ssy b-tch just for to k!ll behind lil dave
once it’s still, this sh-t get sealed, then i’m gon’ take it to my grave
the last slimeto pallbearer, on my stone, i want engraved
i paid my dues into this game, i think it’s ’bout the time she pay
we gon’ split this n-gga now, i don’t need approval, i don’t wan’ wait
‘fore i even changed the plate, i got a mask on top my face
[chorus]
mask and gloves, mask and gloves all i need
mask and gloves, mask and gloves (mask and gloves, mask and gloves)

[verse 2]
i’ma make this n-gga bleed, i’m talkin’ soon as i catch him slippin’
and this sh-t been all in my dreams, i can’t wait until i split him
skully watchin’ his ig, gon’ let me know when we can get him
he gon’ tell me where we gon’ do it at, he gon’ tell me how we gon’ hit him
out my clip, that be the bbs and i beg my mama to refill it
now coke inside my jeans, 1911, this b-tch hissin’
it ain’t no ho inside my genes, that dope ain’t right, it look like cinnamon
p-ssy n-gga ain’t got no chemistry, they be tryna steal my literature
in the streets, i walk with many men and they plottin’, they talkin’ ’bout k!llin’ me
criss-cross applesauce, make a b-tch sit down, old p-ssy-ass boy, you a nemesis
bing-baow, lettin’ off ’til the opp hit the ground, i’ma make me a f-ck n-gga feel this stick
rappin’-ass n-gga, i ain’t got no lyrics, old weird-ass boy, i’m a realicist

[chorus]
mask and gloves, mask and gloves all i need
mask and gloves, mask and gloves (really retreat)

- youngboy never broke again

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