Never Broke Again Slime Belief Lyrics
Slime Belief
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
- Twelvemonth:
- 2018
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(Hey-ah, yeah, hey-ah, yes, hey-ah, yeah, yes) (Hey-ah, yeah, hey-ah, yeah, ah) Hey ma, what information technology do? (Straight up) If y'all want it, you got it, yous know how I'grand rockin' They never could cease information technology, it's stuffed in my pocket I got upwardly for the score and they never could block it Later the show, I count upwardly in a Masi' Tears fall from the lies, despite Hunnid bands through the time of the nighttime When you left, I ain't wanna live life Now I'm happy on the in and outside Can you brand it meliorate? Trap out like Griselda Postal service up with Barettas, hustlin' through the nighttime, yeah Spin the cake, finna stretch 'em Wake the hood up when we moisture 'em And information technology'southward all gon' be alright, aye When that incorrect choice take your life, yeah Gucci pressure level be on top of that Nike print From them rich niggas kickin' yo' back door And they should give a Rollie to niggas who want it Who don't know a thing only trap, though Blue faces, I put that over nat hoes The shit that we sellin' volition brand you relapse, though Thinkin' I'1000 slippin', run up and get clapped, ho I put that Due north on the map, ho (Gang) Plough upwardly on a bitch when I'grand gone off a Perc That ho gon' f*ck on a fast beat Ben behind me, practice the dash, keepin' up in a Vert You get jacked out yo' shit, you can't text me Pussy nigga throwin' shots, own't at me Strapped upwards, tell that nigga go at me Tough love for a bitch, won't trap me Pay for the trunk then I give them the MAC costless Got a pound in the car, I'ma smoke on that Left the land for a show and I'm comin' dorsum If he say he want smoke, ain't no fallin' back Want a bitch for the play, I'ma blow the strap He ain't usin' his head, put it in his lap He ain't 'bout it, could tell that he only rap I just put 40 bands within the trap Every manifestation, I'chiliad callin' rare, gang Now tin can you arrive meliorate? Trap out similar Griselda Post up with Barettas, hustlin' through the night, yes Tell Jugg bust a right, yeah Hop out, gun flames through the dark, yep You know how I'yard rockin', you know that I'm with it You loyal to me, I'll brand sure that you go it If you want it, you got it, yous know how I'm rockin' They never could stop it, it's blimp in my pocket I go up for the score and they never could block it After the show, I count up in a Masi' Tears fall from the lies, despite Hunnid bands through the time of the night When you lot left, I ain't wanna live life At present I'm happy on the in and outside Pick it upwardly, throw it out, watch information technology come dorsum Got a whole hunnid racks in a Dior bag Count up that money, I run up the sack Boardin' on the jet with a illegal strap The shit that they talk, I could tell you is cap Up off the X and I but took half Stay energized, I autumn dorsum from the tabs Put a one-half in my way, I'ma pay off the staff I experience like it ain't no bitch I can't have Saint Laurent kicking with the fur like a bear Balenciaga, that Gucci, and Prada I got on all three and I bought several pair When it's up, what we slidin' in, duckin' from 12 Time wise, clockwise, I never neglect (No) Ain't no slackin', we hustlin', nosotros on this for real If we don't get information technology, we accept it, y'all know what it is Tin can you lot make it improve? Trap out like Griselda Post up with Barettas, hustlin' through the night, yes Tin y'all brand it meliorate? Trap out like Griselda Post up with Barettas, hustlin' through the dark, aye Now, tin you brand information technology ameliorate? Trap out like Griselda Post upward with Barettas, hustlin' through the night, yep Spin the block, finna stretch 'em Wake the hood upwards when we wet 'em And it's all gon' be alright, yes When that wrong choice take your life, yeah Gucci force per unit area be on top of that Nike print (Shh) From them rich niggas kickin' yo' back door And they should give a Rollie to niggas who want it Who don't know a thing simply trap, though Blue faces, I put that over nat hoes The shit that nosotros sellin' will make you relapse, though Thinkin' I'chiliad slippin', stitch and get clapped, ho I put that North on the map, ho, gang
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Written by: Eliot Bohr, Kentrell Gaulden, Marcus Marsh
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