YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Vendetta (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Vendetta (en) Lyrics
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Woah, woah, woah, woah
(Lil Top, nigga)
Woah, woah (What you on?), woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, woah (This
Northside, 38, free DDawg)
Woah, woah (Lil Top, nigga)
You know Kentrell, you
know he keep a shovel
He gon' keep his distance,
even with family, like he
got a vendetta, yeah
Real Birdman, pull up and
change the weather
What I said? Hold on, let me say
it, again, fuck you, we can
do whatever, pussy nigga
Got my first pistol from KD,
I went to poppin' with it
How the fuck you poke your chest out?
You ain't got more money than
me, my pockets different
In the murder section, I
ain't got no vest on
Murder weapon, I pop you with it
If I'm gon sleep, then I don't sleep
long, I'm a hustler, I got visions
I'm in a million-dollar car, no tags
Phonе call, another bag
Bad bitch, a big ass
We both done took onе Xan'
I be out here in these streets
and I don't hide from
these niggas (Don't hide)
I got twelve cars and that's twelve ways
to ride on these niggas (Ride)
I pull up Dayton Vogues, and
my clothes is the finest
These hoes and my bros all
behind me (All behind me)
Blue lights, oh, no, the law done
stopped me (Woah, woah, woah)
I just know I'm finna go, all
this shit in my pockets
(Woah, woah, woah, woah)
I just pulled up in a Mulsanne,
baby, this a big bird
Baby, I don't do names, really
don't wan' do words
I keep open heart because
I need somebody (Ooh)
Just give me your heart and
you won't need nobody (Oh)
I'm a gangster, drop my pin and
then I switch up my location
If I tell you, "I need you," you should
believe, I don't do no fakin'
I been tryna set the plot to rearrange,
they want my placement
Anywhere I bang, every opposition,
I'm tryna get replacement
I'm a locksmith, every section
of the frame, not complicated
Dedicated, I demonstrated,
now I got 'em motivated
I'm stimulated, them calls waitin',
them pussy niggas soldier hatin'
They can tamper and get dismantled,
I'm gon' face 'em, bitch
The economy I was raised in, you
can't find no authentication in
Authenticated, I can't be duplicated
I be steady ponderin',
I ain't situated
I'm patiently waitin', everything
you got, just know it's
planned to be confiscated
When I pull up, I'm confiscatin', ain't
got no time for no conversations
Mi familia I kill me enemy, now
they wan' investigate me
And me team in the hood, they
die for me, on side of
me or somewhere near me
Inside me, ragin', a mystical feelin',
in the sky, I'm feelin'
My brother, my ma raised me a gangster,
every day I be sinnin'
Phone call, another bag
We both done took one Xan'
I be out here in these streets and
I don't hide from these niggas
I got twelve cars and that's twelve
ways to ride on these niggas
I pull up Dayton Vogues, and my clothes
is the finest (Woah, woah, woah)
These hoes and my bros all behind
me (Woah, woah, all behind me)
I don't need her (Need her)
I come from the jungle, told the bitch,
"I'm a cheetah" (Cheetah)
"Who the gun owner?" And the bitch
said, "Velveeta" ('Veeta)
I told her to leave, but I'm
stayin' with my liter
I'm ridin' in a V, I'm
with Murder Amunita
She call me DeSean and she
weak when I leave her
My heart, it ain't too numb, if she
cheat, I might beat her (Her)
Hold up, let me rethink,
I don't need her
Inside my Molly, I think this pussy-
boy put fentanyl (He put what?)
Hold up, top-floor boss, five bad bitches,
five sticks in the truck
I'm the man, can't go, now,
nigga playin', pull up, I'ma
hit a bitch with one
Nigga, add that up thirty million RE
Five million on a condo
I ain't never see
Ought to go for to think
and smoke my weed
Bad bitch from the back
and watch the seat
I come from the jungle, told
the bitch, "I'm a cheetah"
Dayton Vogues and my clothes
is the finest
And these hoes and my
bros all behind me
Blue lights, ah, man, the
law done stopped me
I just know I'm finna go, all
this shit in my pockets
Huh, huh, woah, Velveeta
Huh, what ya on, 5? (Woah,
slime, Top, haha)
Play with me, I'ma go,
when it, it's on
Nigga, I prefer black Prada
Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
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