YoungBoy Never Broke Again - BUSTIN'
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(Youngboy, we heard you in the city)
Bitch you must be stupid, got a hundred in this draco with me
(We gone catch you fore you leave the town)
Bet, bitch be bout yo business
Cause I’ma spray this bitch and every nigga round me bustin with me
Bitch you must ain’t heard that it’s dumb nigga
Give a fuck bout where you from nigga
Fuck bout how you come nigga
I’ma show you with my gun nigga
We all toting on big pistols, ready for smash sum
Get ready fore you come nigga
Be ready for to blast sum
Don’t do no talking, Big B strapped with that .40
Let it off at the Trump Tower, hollows bouncing like we balling
I don’t know who this is calling, but I’m Lil Top from off the other side
I’m strapped up at my show and ready for if you try pull onside
I’m out my mind and we can do it up in this bitch nigga
Must ain’t heard we slang iron, we bend yo curb behind you bitch niggas
Bitch you know I’m bout mine, and I done stepped on plenty niggas
So nigga come try, I’m in this bitch with all my hittas
Pussy nigga calling back
(Youngboy, we heard you in the city)
Bitch you must be stupid, got a hundred in this draco with me (So what you on foe?, huh)
(We gone catch you fore you leave the town)
Bet, bitch be bout yo business
Cause I’ma spray this bitch and every nigga round me bustin with me (I’m gang)
Bitch I’m from BR, been locked up plenty places
And I been toting rods, won’t hesitate to face ya
And bitch you must ain’t heard, I could smoke ya, ain’t gon make it
You could go ask that lil boy who be claiming that he banging, ole bitch ass nigga
I ain’t worried bout BRPD, why? Cause I’m a rich ass nigga
The chief, he know, I ain’t letting shit go, I’m quick to stretch a nigga
And I be riding round with my bro strapped with a dirty pistol
I done killed plenty niggas
I be watching tryna blow my missile
These niggas don’t want no smoke, these niggas ain’t tryna come off that porch
These niggas know I know they hoes
Nigga know that we said we gone bust they dome
Fuck nigga won’t make it back home if we catch him on our side of town
Shooting at everybody round, these niggas know how we get down
(Youngboy, we heard you in the city)
Bitch you must be stupid, got a hundred in this draco with me (So what you on foe?, huh)
(We gone catch you fore you leave the town)
Bet, bitch be bout yo business
Cause I’ma spray this bitch and every nigga round me bustin with me (I’m gang)
Bitch you must be stupid, got a hundred in this draco with me
(We gone catch you fore you leave the town)
Bet, bitch be bout yo business
Cause I’ma spray this bitch and every nigga round me bustin with me
Bitch you must ain’t heard that it’s dumb nigga
Give a fuck bout where you from nigga
Fuck bout how you come nigga
I’ma show you with my gun nigga
We all toting on big pistols, ready for smash sum
Get ready fore you come nigga
Be ready for to blast sum
Don’t do no talking, Big B strapped with that .40
Let it off at the Trump Tower, hollows bouncing like we balling
I don’t know who this is calling, but I’m Lil Top from off the other side
I’m strapped up at my show and ready for if you try pull onside
I’m out my mind and we can do it up in this bitch nigga
Must ain’t heard we slang iron, we bend yo curb behind you bitch niggas
Bitch you know I’m bout mine, and I done stepped on plenty niggas
So nigga come try, I’m in this bitch with all my hittas
Pussy nigga calling back
(Youngboy, we heard you in the city)
Bitch you must be stupid, got a hundred in this draco with me (So what you on foe?, huh)
(We gone catch you fore you leave the town)
Bet, bitch be bout yo business
Cause I’ma spray this bitch and every nigga round me bustin with me (I’m gang)
Bitch I’m from BR, been locked up plenty places
And I been toting rods, won’t hesitate to face ya
And bitch you must ain’t heard, I could smoke ya, ain’t gon make it
You could go ask that lil boy who be claiming that he banging, ole bitch ass nigga
I ain’t worried bout BRPD, why? Cause I’m a rich ass nigga
The chief, he know, I ain’t letting shit go, I’m quick to stretch a nigga
And I be riding round with my bro strapped with a dirty pistol
I done killed plenty niggas
I be watching tryna blow my missile
These niggas don’t want no smoke, these niggas ain’t tryna come off that porch
These niggas know I know they hoes
Nigga know that we said we gone bust they dome
Fuck nigga won’t make it back home if we catch him on our side of town
Shooting at everybody round, these niggas know how we get down
(Youngboy, we heard you in the city)
Bitch you must be stupid, got a hundred in this draco with me (So what you on foe?, huh)
(We gone catch you fore you leave the town)
Bet, bitch be bout yo business
Cause I’ma spray this bitch and every nigga round me bustin with me (I’m gang)
