[Intro: Young Boy Never broke Again & FBG Duck]
That lil'-ass bag, and that pussy-ass boy won't say it, ayy (HAAAAAAAHAAAA)
Man, you, don't come fishin' around this way, n***a (These n***as pussy) (Free DDawg, free BaBa)
(PlayBoy on this bitch) (FBG FBG Gang Gang Gang Gang)

[Chorus: Young Boy Never broke Again]
Tell the motherfuckin' police pick me up
I got them youngins goin' crazy, tryna blitz something
Mad man, n***a don't hear no talkin' when Lil Top come
Haha, bitch, I want you act like you wan' do somethin'
I see murder in my eyes
Pussy n***a, you ain't sayin' nothin'
Inside, got these n***as waitin' up in line
Catch 'em bad and end up sprayin' somethin'

[Verse 1: Young Boy Never broke Again]
In my manager car bootin' up, full of pills, n***a
Tell that boy I'ma see him, n***a
Tell him I say don't come fish around this lake, bitch, and that's real, n***a
Seven murders in my hometown, tell them bitches I did that
Soon as the other boy touch down, I'ma be pushin' his wig bag
Dog-ass ho chasin' after dough, fuck around with these opp n***as
See they cookin' up, ain't no standin' down, tell that bitch that I'm tryna bang with 'em
Real dead man out in Valley Park, call them range killers
Mask down on Sunset with them dirty sticks, leave a stain with 'em
Mask on, slang that heater
Man down, call the people
Got 'em tryna troll
Pussy n***a drove that he can't get no feature
I got meds in my kidney, sippin' mud out the liter
Want my own cemetery, get 'em buried, call the preacher
Don't like me, then fuck 'em, they won't go that way with gang, n***a
Log offline, get active, fuck your caption, what you sayin', n***a?
Pussy-ass n***as ain't trappers, they ain't factors, they can't hang with us
As soon as your ass get captured, I just hope you got your mans with you
That's two for one
Pick 'em out, just choose you somethin'
Dead rapper
I bet Trump and Obama know just how I come
Bet the mayor of LA know from his city, bitch, I done put shit under
Known disses and a n***a know I'm still sellin' bar like I ain't got no money


[Chorus: Young Boy Never Broke Again]
Ayy, tell the motherfuckin' police pick me up
I got them youngins goin' crazy, tryna blitz something
Mad man, n***a don't hear no talkin' when Lil Top come
Haha, bitch, I want you act like you wan' do somethin'
I see murder in my eyes
Pussy n***a, you ain't sayin' nothin'
Inside, got these n***as waitin' up in line
Catch 'em bad and end up sprayin' somethin', yeah

[Verse 2: Young Boy Never Broke Again]
I say all these hoes ain't nothin', they just wanna hate on somethin'
I been steppin' on shit, like hit after hit, no church ain't safe on Sunday
Born in this assassin shit, my mama told me burn that money
I ain't got no love for shit, the North, you know I'm leavin' somethin'
Take your shit, I'm keepin' that, n***as know I'm SooWoo
Invest inside that youngin who movin' R's so I've been sellin' blues
That n***a dead, tell me did he move?
All that he said was, "Watch the news"
Talkin' turnin' out, he done turned to two
It was two victims ain't make it through
California with hella pounds
Travel 'round with hella troops
I got pictures of you, lil' pussy bitch
Plan on stainin' somethin' in Atlanta too
Wan' get up with me, but I don't fuck with you
All in Pampers, son set trippin' too
Bounty hunter, bitch, tryna eat the crew
Got my son screamin' out, "Do me too"
Devil baby, satan seed, n***a, trendset
Contagious whack
Them hollows came from me, hope you ain't catch that
Correct that
Come correct, bitch, why you said that?
I already done addressed that
He had a show, tell me where the next at
I got a gift for you, Lil Top Claus (Baow-baow-baow), n***a, ho-ho
Since I got them Florida bricks, my Florida bitch don't want me no more
We done did a run, the second option gon' be a stolo
My godmama want me to visit her, but it's too much smoke

[Chorus: Young boy never broke Again & FBG Duck]
Tell the motherfuckin' police pick me up
I got them youngins goin' crazy, tryna blitz something
Mad man, n***a don't hear no talkin' when Lil Top come (FBG shit)
Haha, bitch, I want you act like you wan' do somethin'
I see murder in my eyes
Pussy n***a, you ain't sayin' nothin'
Inside, got these n***as waitin' up in line (AHAAAAAAA)
Catch 'em bad and end up sprayin' somethin' (FBG bitch) (HAAAAAAAAAAHA)

[Verse 3: FBG Duck]
What that n***a goin do he keep talkin all that shit till a n***a shoot N***as bitches just like T Roy and Odee choppa sneeze Now that n***a dead leave him we’re we left tirehead (Bitch) N***a texting till we pull up then they call the feds She like your hair (hold up) I smell lil Steve in the Air yea leave a n***a scared like lil durk left them lamron n***as in the dirt (Aha) now they hurt I’m from 63rd and they know that Big A got hit with the K and all the opps fake I slide threw they block shoot it up everyday (AHAAAA) these n***as pussy everything kill a n***a then cops come n***a kill em too (kill Em too Gang) Smoking on so much Nuski got me goin Loose got me hot (for real) shoot a pussy n***a house overnight (Smoking LA in this bitch) you know how I’m rocking Choppas sounding like a rocket whole lotta dead Bitches (Yea them Dead Bitches) don’t run up I never lack choppas pack yea we got stacks gang these n***as listening to queen Von till he get clap Then beat his homie ass J money a bitch all ways was these bullets gave him a hug HK too he a fool N***a fuck E-Dogg too N***a stop playin on the phone you not hard I got the world on my back, my protect it with some body armour
With a stick i just bought from out my section with a body on it
How you beefin’ with a n***a when yo momma stay right round the corner
Im tented to this mic i take his life if he run up on me
Instagram im peepin shit that they say
N***a broke ain't got no money wanna smoke all day
And i be rollin’ round they mind thinkin’ bout shit that they say
The same n***a that crossed that line they ain't got shit till this day
I done ran it up, up on em
Brand new benz sittin in the lot
Quarter million car parked on the block they thinkin’ thats its chopped
10 bands 20 bands you had it but what happened bitch you flopped
Ion wanna be yo helping hand so now you want knocked off my top but damn
WOAH
Times changed so now you wandering the skies
I see the pain in yo eyes most of the time you don’t smile
Spend a 100 bands up on a car that i won’t give to my dawg
It ain’t no hatred i just played we it outgrown we ain’t no child
Them n***as broke how the fuck are we gone to go to war
You ain't seen the shit that i done saw
You ain’t never shoot up out that car
I done stuck so many n***as up i swear and put that on god
N***a ain't take nun from me fuck you mean i always played my part (MONEY)

[Chorus: Young Boy Never Broke Again]
Ayy, tell the motherfuckin' police pick me up
I got them youngins goin' crazy, tryna blitz something
Mad man, n***a don't hear no talkin' when Lil Top come
Haha, bitch, I want you act like you wan' do somethin'
I see murder in my eyes
Pussy n***a, you ain't sayin' nothin'
Inside, got these n***as waitin' up in line
Catch 'em bad and end up sprayin' somethin'

[Outro: Young Boy Never broke Again & FBG Duck]
I'm like eeny-meeny-miny-mo, put my opps up in a row (smoking all the opps Bitch)
Leave one dead, I leave one dead (Bitch)
D-Rose, he way from the Bulls home (Fuck D Rose Bitch ass)
Too much money on me, bro, hold my chrome (smoking on that Odee like crazy)
N***a try to go, then you do his ass (Fuck Queen Von bitch ass fuck Oblock Fuck 600 fuck Thf fuck OTF fuck FrontStreet Fuck 300 Fuck Steve Drive Fuck GetBackgang Fuck Lamron Fuck NLMB Fuck 65th Fuck 64th FUCK EM ALL KILL EM ALL it’s 63rd STL EBT St Lawrence GANG)
If you know me, you know I’m never home alone
Got XDs by the TV stand (Aha)