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点击复制Lost Motives (Explicit) - Youngboy Never Broke Again
Ay tell me when to go
I bet my last track probably gave you lockjaw
Hey lilkdubb
For the fall they been waitin' on me
I know that's what they all say
Live it up they been hatin' on me
I ain't trippin' 'cause we all paid
New givenchy
New givenchy f**k the critics f**k the critics
Ridin' on the wave you gon' wash away
I came in by myself they ain't listen
I was that n***a with the ticket
The one had the ambition
Came up runnin'
We'll take off from them cop cars
When we got caught
Ain't do no trippin' that's what made us
This 30 stick up in this glock
This what saved us
To bulls**t hard like a rock
It won't change us
Behind my mans I'll die today
I won't change up
I put that s**t on his mama
We did some dirt with that choppa
We done upgraded to models
B***hes want f**k and come swallow
They tryna slip off the condom
These b***hes bite like piranhas
The one I want I ain't find her
But spendin' time with them robbers
We all play 'round with them choppas
We shoot this b***h at yo' mama
Smokin' on d**e clutchin' my pole
Hollerin' b***h who want problems
Another homi' another body another hat for the dollar
Come to murder ain't no talkin'
We leave yo' streets bloody
I'm tryna knock his brother off with the same gun
And I ain't ask him
Go ask him just where I came from
Tell me is we gon' die
'Cause n***a we gon' be slangin' iron today
Leave me alone I'm seein' trouble in my rear view
They steady talkin' show them different but they still do
And you can rap that gangster s**t I still don't fear you
You make one move and my young n***as gon' drill you
I make that music that them young n***as gon' kill to
You in the streets so watch
Yo' back don't let 'em steal you
He got a problem he'll shoot I'll kill too
Ain't trippin' not 'til I show shawty what these pills do
I see them hoes steady cappin' tryna phase you
Gucci with Birkin and it came in a case too
Told her I love her she responded
B***h I hate you
Totin' 30 I'ma show 'em what that K do
Cuddlin' in a black maybach
I need a wraith too
N***a don't run up on this b***h
'Cause we gon' spray you
Aim at the nose straight out the flap
B***h we gon' face you
Bleed from the nose
I'm screamin blatt the truth like Jesus
Even though I did don't let them people say I made you
'Cause I'ma steady keep doin' s**t that you can't do
Come to murder ain't no talkin'
We leave yo' streets bloody
I'm tryna knock his brother off with the same gun
And I ain't ask him
Go ask him just where I came from
Tell me is we gon' die
'Cause n***a we gon' be slangin' iron today
Leave me alone
I'm seein' trouble in my rear view
They steady talkin' show them different
But they still do
And you can rap that gangster s**t
I still don't fear you
You make one move and my young n***as gon' drill you
I make that music that
Them young n***as gon' kill to
You in the streets
So watch yo' back don't let 'em steal you
He got a problem he'll shoot I'll kill too
Ain't trippin'
Not 'til I show shawty what these pills do
I see them hoes steady cappin' tryna phase you
Gucci with Birkin and it came in a case too