f**k that ni**a - youngboy never broke again, birdman & herm tha blacksheep lyrics
[intro: birdman]
yeah, from the bayou, on that type of timin’
double clip tight, you heard me? (my n*gga brando the sickest, on bro)
(say, brando, what it’s hittin’ for?)
[verse: birdman, youngboy never broke again & herm tha blacksheep]
back in the days, we came up on a hard grind
hard times, n*gga, did it with a hard line
big money, n*gga, f*ck what they talkin’ ’bout
we the real n*ggas, gettin’ money off the boat
i look like i’ve been sellin’ birds
i just pulled up with a 30, with a foreign on the curb, yeah, yeah
f*ck ’bout what they said, b*tch, i’m doin’ my dance
b*tch, i’m fresher than a dance, you better watch your f*ckin’ hand
come on
boy, me and my hand understand playin’ on that ‘gram, get your sh*t spanned (bah)
hold on, get your sh*t bust
get your stupid*ass slammed, get your whole clique f*cked up, lil’ n*gga
tryna stay off them drugs ’cause i be way too out my body
pay that boy for to come k!ll me, look i’m tellin’ you, better be ’bout it, we tote choppers
i’m with 3 n*ggas, with dreads all in they heads, like we some rastas
smoke his ass and his partners
louisiana, n*gga
real n*ggas k!ll n*ggas for nothin’, real buildin’
look, we out here like that when he been out here like that (yeah), f*ck that (here like that, yeah)
p*ssy*n*gga (haha), we out there, yeah
“k!ll a n*gga,” f*ck that
ever since i lost my lil’ brother, huh, i’ve been tryna k!ll another brother
i walk with a million, i’m the richest from my curb
you gon’ accept it or gon’ k!ll me
i’m gon’ get what i deserve
i’ve been f*cked up, been tryna find me remedy for my word
baby want me for to hit it but i’m leanin’ off that syrup
look, two millions for 2 rings just for my wife
i’m talkin’ one night, i’m gon’ grind and make a hundred thousand, and spend it on my partner
i been thuggin’ hard, and on them wollies, i’ve been— hold on
i’ve been thuggin’ hard and on them watsons, i’ve been wildin’, i’m gon’ pop you, b*tch, f*ck with me
n*gga f*ck that b*tch
n*gga f*ck that n*gga
n*gga playin’ with some gangsters? f*ck that n*gga
n*gga playin’ with some real sh*t? f*ck that n*gga
we’ll down every n*gga, n*gga, f*ck that n*gga
man, f*ck that n*gga, hungry, let me bust his head
i’ve been scopin’ on the gram, i seen what he said
ain’t no time to do no talkin’, lights in infrared
f*ck them n*ggas, we gon’ bust them n*ggas
we gangsters, n*gga, we don’t love them n*ggas
n*gga f*ck them hoes and f*ck them n*ggas
everybody could die, n*gga, f*ck them n*ggas
[outro: youngboy never broke again]
ayy, who that is? get that door
b*tch, i live like i’m sellin’ dope, i know, ho
f*ck with somethin’, this slimeto
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