[Verse 1: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
In my hood you gon' blow or you gon' end up dead
I say this street shit ain't no joke, you better use yo' head
N***a make yo' money, Monty told me get my bread
My n***a put his trust up in a bitch and now he dead
All my n***as tellin' me I need to chill
My momma say stay out the streets, she pray I don't get killed
Can't trust no n***a or no bitch, no they don't keep it real
I'm scarred for life, yeah, I stay with it bitch, I shoot to kill
P, I put that on Lil' Dave, I'd murk one of these n***as
I'm rollin 'round I'm just waitin' on you n***as
When I spot you bitch I got you, I been waitin' on you n***as
I'ma hop out with that 4 pound, I'ma bang it 'til it's empty
We gon' stick the plug, pull up in a spyder
Ridin 'round with that rifle, this bitch here be the decipher
Say I'm walkin' with my .40, this bitch got a lotta bodies
NBA, that be the gang whole clique full of robbers

[Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
I'll rob the whole city 'fore I die broke
I'ma die for my respect, now tell me what you die for
Bitches up there when I catch you, boy you better have that iron
And n***a when I see you it's gon' be a homicide, n***a
Yeah it's gon' be a homicide
Pussy n***a when I catch you it's gon' be a homicide
Yeah, it's gon' be a homicide
Pussy n***a when I catch you it's gon' be a homicide
[Verse 2: Scotty Cain]
Yeah, yeah, I been blockin' with this draco tryna murk one of you n***as
Mac 11 burst, t-shirt with yo' picture
Catch you up the Glock and wave
I got a cake bake for you n***as
Up the chopper, drill 'em and make sure I'ma kill 'em
Drum on the Glock I squeeze this bitch and smush yo' shit flat
Fuck a n***a if I jacked you, you can't get yo' shit back
I'm with that n***a, homicide, if you come get back
If I'm in it I'm comin or I'ma send that
N***a know what it is
I'ma slang this bitch, I catch a n***a slippin'
N***as been trippin' lately
So I keep extensions
Better bounce out or this cake cutter gon' burn shit you when it hit you
Tell yo' family get some tissue
You bitch you, mafia

[Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
I'll rob the whole city 'fore I die broke
I'ma die for my respect, now tell me what you die for
Bitches up there when I catch you, boy you better have that iron
And n***a when I see you it's gon' be a homicide, n***a
Yeah it's gon' be a homicide
Pussy n***a when I catch you it's gon' be a homicide
Yeah it's gon' be a homicide
Pussy n***a when I catch you it's gon' be a homicide
[Verse 3: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Hold on bitch, get yo' mind right
Don't talk to me like I'm a child
Pull up on side 'em at the red light and I'ma open fire
Countin' money for my n***as
You know tell em free Lil' Ky
Catch that pussy n***a who killed Lil' Dave then you gotta die
We know that the [?] team after us
Call my phone, yea I got it, I'ma bag it up
Pussy n***a run up in this bitch and I'ma bag 'em up
I say we ridin' 'round with that cutter ain't no smashin' us
Youngboy be the name
NBA, be the gang
Jump up out the whip and spray this bitch without no aim
Motha' fuck you choose the wrong gang

[Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
I'll rob the whole city 'fore I die broke
I'ma die for my respect, now tell me what you die for
Bitches up there when I catch you, boy you better have that iron
And n***a when I see you it's gon' be a Homicide, n***a
Yeah it's gon' be a homicide
Pussy n***a when I catch you it's gon' be a homicide
Yeah it's gon' be a homicide
Pussy n***a when I catch you it's gon' be a homicide