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letra de whatever i say (leak) - youngboy never broke again

[intro]
i need to speak to mike laury
let’s do it n-gga
yeah, you got mike laury
dubba-aa flexin’
whatever i, i
this is the sound
she gon’ do whatever i say (let’s go)
they gon’ shoot at whatever i say (let’s go)

[verse 1]
could tell real from fake
and i can say that spirit ain’t nowhere inside of her body
plenty money, steady comin’
dressed in all black like i’m illuminati
done time through the city
movin ’round chasin’ money, i’ma clock it
hundred rounds in the civic
hundred grand up inside of my pocket
tearin’ the car up, tryna make surе none make it out
i’m who bringin’ it in, in a drought
.45, close malls soon as i whip this b-tch out
ain’t no way, ain’t no aim, hit, spark
shе know that i’m ballin’
and she know i’m gon’ take some off
but she just want sit ’round me
and with me, help me take it off
northside where you can meet me now
nine out of ten where your life get gone
ten out of ten where your soul get stole
guaranteed fact, you ain’t makin’ it home
rare young n-gga, can’t never be cloned
shorty wit’ a n-gga ’til the bag all gone
.40 steady cl!ckin ’til the bang out end
f-ck with you, i’m with you through right or wrong
[chorus]
my sp-ce, dangerous i can’t have you ’round
tracin’ kisses on your body, found all over
my dna left all over
no need in wonderin’ where i be
in the streets, you can find me
with gunners right behind me
shooters move out for what i think
or where i point or where i say
or figure or i think (i say or think)

[verse 2]
they gon’ shoot where i point or wherever i say
it don’t matter who here everybody get paid
we be steppin’ on sh-t and ain’t none of it staged
only thing that be scripted the money i save
bangin’ for baba he pray to allah
i take that fentanyl and mix it with tar
draco just me and draco in the car
38 hunnid i’m leaving leaving that nawf
whole lotta bodies that gotta be dropped
whole lotta n-ggas to add to the count
whole lotta murder weapons in the river
sticks that we hit em with, never found
whatever i wanna do know that she with it
in the car she gon’ whip it, i tear up the city
out the window i’m spinnin’
when you pull off ain’t duckin’ i steady be dumpin’ i’m constantly hittin’
i’m out on the highway, long way from my destination
another eight hunnid, yeah i just made
h-llcat stop to that money i’m racing
wipe that away ain’t got no cases, in and out cases steady bringin’ in drank
from that nawf, i’m rich, real 38 baby
f-ck music, got money ain’t never sinking
[chorus]
my sp-ce, dangerous i can’t have you ’round
tracin’ kisses on your body, found all over
my dna left all over
no need in wonderin’ where i be
in the streets, you can find me
with gunners right behind me
shooters move out for what i think
or where i point or where i say
or figure or i think (i say or think)

- youngboy never broke again

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