YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Diesel (altyazı ve şarkı sözleri)
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YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Diesel (en) şarkı sözleri
by RentAnAdviser.com
My timin' was up
I ain't wanna rock the Rolex,
it's not shinin' enough
Can't nobody calm us down,
we gon' shoot a nigga up
I be rappin' on these beats sayin'
anything, I don't give a fuck
No APs for the bitches, all
Pateks bought (Wow)
I ain't trippin' 'bout no second, tell
Elite they gettin' chased down
First place, fifty mil' for tourin',
bitch, I'm ready now
I be rockin' this shit, no, the stylist
can't get me fresher, oh, no, no
Take the bitch down like a wrestler,
ain't no SmackDown
I come from the North where pistol
sparkin', bring that chalk out
Now I got bad bitches runnin'
'round every house
Too many whips, I control these
bitchеs, AI been a pimp
Kick the bitch out if she
trip, I am not a simp
Rrr, Ten lеt that fan
off on all of them
You'll think that money grow on trees,
I'm tearin' off of every limb
I been spendin' millions
since I got it
Pants are upgraded, ain't no Fendi,
hundred-balls in my pocket
Lover boy, bitch, check the
swag, I got devil horns
Poke the boy, guarantee he lose
once he show his cards
I got a problem with
dollars and models
Huh, huh, huh, take 'em out,
huh, this that shotta
talk (Baow, baow, baow)
Let 'em try to kill me, I ain't
trippin', hop out, takin'
off (Real shit, woo-woo)
We gon' find out where his
house and we gon' take him
down (Walk, walk, walk)
I just interfered with interception
Bad bitch with piercings,
I give her my perception
Then that shit got serious 'cause
the bitch ain't like neglectin'
Unreleased diesel, tell that
ho check the segment
What the fuck these niggas waitin'
on? I can't wake up
Bitch, pressin' with this paper,
tell a nigga get they cake up
I'ma hop up in this smash and hit
the gas and lift the Wraith up
Me and B gon' jump the gate, we playin'
take 'em, tryna face somethin'
I'ma go my seperate way, ain't nothin'
to say soon as the laws come
You could play right in my face,
this shit ain't safe,
we known to down somethin'
Forty-somethin' pounds on me, protected
with four-pound on me
Shawty see me shinin' from a mile,
so she walk down on me
Ain't no AP on my bitches,
I Patek 'em out
Come on, nigga play 'round with these
millions, we gon' stretch him out
The fuck I'm doin' with all this
cash? This how I walk around
How the fuck I come from out that
Parish with this big-ass house?
I told that bitch I don't want no ass,
even made her keep her mouth
I told my therapist, "Keep the
pad, I'ma use my mind"
Sit behind a mic and
then I'm goin' out
She tryna find my past, but, girl,
my future is so bright
It's a lot of money in my vision,
so I see a better life
No, I ain't stoppin' at the light,
no stoppin', pullin' off, nigga
She got more money than me, then
I ain't pullin' out nothin'
I ain't stoppin' on these beats and
Jason not talkin' to pillows
Where that money at? We gon'
finish him then send him, in
this industry, we villains
Heard an OP wan' get up with me, yeah
Yeah, black on top of that whisper
with that overcoat like Dennis
Yeah, come with the flow,
I kick it, punch out shit
and knock out dentures
Nah, we couldn't rap, we'll take this
bitch, attendin' fresh out prison
Drape the coupe with flame, this
bitch blow fire when I hit it
How the fuck you don't know my name?
For a while, I been winnin'
How the fuck you don't know
my gunman? Inside that
town, we pulled killings
All around the world, that green and
red flag, all 'bout winnin' (Winnin',
it's a murder business)
What it is? I been takin' care my mama
since I was labeled as a kid
And I got my sister shinin' from
her neck brace to her wrist
I been handlin' every problem,
I just hop out and get dirty
with that stick, bitch
And I'm still on it, I won't quit
Told my brother it's McLaren or
a Lambo, nigga, make a pick
I'm not sparin', no, not nan'
ho, tell her pick a dick
We got money, we got Henry, we
got shottas in this bitch
And we be spinnin' shit, spin again
Bro gon' shoot him once I popped him,
tell that nigga pick up his friend
I get active with that chopper,
YoungBoy whoppin' 'til the end
We get bloody with that stick and
tell the Crip to switch the pin
Tell that boy give me a notice,
kick the door, we movin' in
I just bought another watch,
it cost a Lotus, shawty
with me totin' a Gen
I just did it on them
niggas once again
My bitch be with me through anything,
before my wife, she was my twin
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