letra de red - youngboy never broke again
[intro]
quick
(who made this sh-t?)
(taytay made the beat)
hm, yeah
uh-huh, yeah
[chorus]
my whole life red, b-tch, i bang that red
babygirl, who the f-ck is you?
new b-tch go to lsu
if i want it, i pay
my young n-ggas hungry, they take off your head
stylin’, my stylist, she bringin’ it in
i can do it myself, but we perfect together
run up that money, we work it together
wrist full of water, we surfin’ together
neck full of water, young n-gga propeller
why? ’cause i’m flyer than all of these n-ggas (flyer than all y’all)
you ain’t alone, you ain’t all alone, oh, baby
i put that sh-t on
i can show you how to put that sh-t on, my baby
[verse]
up the tec, i can’t lose it, i stay groovy
and i make music, watch me do it
i see you like to move it
come on, bae, let me see you get to it
i’m a fool, they say that i’m foolish
from a hood up inside baton rouge
put a n-gga inside of the bull pit
he won’t make it out, body left layin’ out
i be thinkin’ a lot of sh-t ruined
steady be tryna figure my plan out
got the money, they know i’m the man now
know they on me, i tell them to stand down
n-gga thought he was safe ’til we ran down
brodie knock off your face, keep your hands down, wow
pour the sh-t up, i’m drinkin’ it slow
two ounces, drop in a twenty ounce
told that girl she’s mine forever
that girl, she was lost, now found
told her, get her lie together
f-ckin’ up, i don’t need you ’round (ooh)
now i realize i lose if i lose you
now i blues’d them clues
ain’t got to workout, i’m flexin’ the, uh
young n-gga, ai, you know i got moves
drivin’ it in and i’m layin’ it up
i’m on the battlefield
yeah, livin’ life like call of duty, for real
i’m holdin’ a bag of pills, yeah
got shawty inside of here chewin’, for real
[chorus]
my whole life red, b-tch, i bang that red
babygirl, who the f-ck is you?
new b-tch go to lsu
if i want it, i pay
my young n-ggas hungry, they take off your head
stylin’, my stylist, she bringin’ it in
i can do it myself, but we perfect together
run up that money, we work it together
wrist full of water, we surfin’ together
neck full of water, young n-gga propeller
why? ’cause i’m flyer than all of these n-ggas (flyer than all y’all)
you ain’t alone, you ain’t all alone, oh, baby
i put that sh-t on
i can show you how to put that sh-t on, my baby
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