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[intro: youngboy never broke again]
oh-oh, oh-oh
slime, yeah
dmac got me too bangin’

[chorus: youngboy never broke again]
this for them b-tches who thinkin’ they real, but really they fake
this for them n-ggas that’s thinkin’ they thuggin’, but really they ain’t
this for them n-ggas that really be trappin’ up out the ra-a-ain
i married that choppa you know that she with it
i call her my ba-a-ae
these n-ggas ain’t sh-t, yea, don’t know why they hatin’ on me
i’ma run up that money, i steady be stuntin’
got blue faced hundreds on me
i’ma keep goin’ in and it keep on comin’
lotta faces on me
i’m chasing that money, from monday to sunday
got a big bank on me

[verse 1: youngboy never broke again]
i do the dash any weather, young n-gga fly like propеlla’ (brrt)
dj khaled, man i need me another onе
when we do it, do it better
no, i’m not writing no letter
nba new rockafella
these b-tches ain’t sh-t, wanna suck on my d-ck
right after she f-cked my n-gga
she raising her voice i’ma bat her
she tell me to go i go faster
i think that i’m losing my stamina
i think that i need me a challenger
back at it again, just me and twin
tag teamin’ her friend, we having her
she say that she real but i know that she fake
lil’ shorty ain’t told me no cap in her
[chorus: youngboy never broke again]
this for them b-tches that’s thinkin’ they real, but really they fake
this for them n-ggas that’s thinkin’ they thuggin’, but really they ain’t
this for them n-ggas that really be trappin’ up out the wra-a-aith
i married that choppa you know that she with it
i call her my ba-a-ae
these n-ggas ain’t sh-t, yea, don’t know why they hatin’ on me
i’ma run up that money, i steady be stuntin’
got blue faced hundreds on me
i’ma keep goin’ in and it keep on comin’
lotta faces on me
i’m chasing that money, from monday to sunday
got a big bank on me

[verse 2: youngboy never broke again]
big booty b-tch wan’ f-ck
imma f-ck from the back
imma f-ck on that b-tch in a cowboy hat
imma post in the [?] with a big crack sack
n-gga say that he real, he ain’t cut like that
while they talk ‘bout me, imma count these racks
imma ride in the benz with a stick in the back
don’t trust no hoe, when you f-ck that hoe
better nut in her mouth, told draco that
i ain’t got no respect, got blood on my chest
a b-tch that i want ain’t [?], that’s cardiac arrest
i got hassen on my head, but i ain’t hatin’ on sh-t
baby mama ask where her bread at, i hate that lil’ b-tch
[chorus: youngboy never broke again]
this for them b-tches that’s thinkin’ they real, but really they fake
this for them n-ggas that’s thinkin’ they thuggin’, but really they ain’t
this for them n-ggas that really be trappin’ up out the wra-a-aith
i married that choppa you know that she with it
i call her my ba-a-ae
these n-ggas ain’t sh-t, yea, don’t know why they hatin’ on me
i’ma run up that money, i steady be stuntin’
got blue faced hundreds on me
i’ma keep goin’ in and it keep on comin’
lotta faces on me
i’m chasing that money, from monday to sunday
got a big bank on me (slime)

- youngboy never broke again

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