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YoungBoy Never Broke Again

"Hellcat"

[Intro]
Shoutout [?] making the beat
On gang, ahh
(Gang, gang)
Here we go

[Chorus]
Look
In my hellcat movin' fast
In my redeye, movin' fast
In my Maybach drivin' fast, n*gga
And that pus*y juggin' fast
So my n*ggas juggin' bad
Put that .40 on your ass, n*gga
Baow, shots [?] block, like what you talkin' 'bout?
That n*gga died 'cause that fat b*tch had a motor mouth
I got them bands, them green flags, we bring them choppers out
I got the sh*t that make you pus*y b*tches talk about

[Verse]
Huh, b*tch I'm rollin' out my body, ain't no coppin' out
I'm full of pills, I'm so for real, b*tch, I'ma knock 'em down
They tell me "Chill", I get 'em killed, I knock his noggin down
Lets be for real, you want me killed, I'm in your pockets now
Diamond grip, my pedestal, hear that bad sound
He know that dissin' get him gone he just a rare clown
Body turn into a hundred, just one takedown
I knock you off and celebrate, b*tch I don't play around (Let's go)

[Chorus]
Look
In my hellcat movin' fast
In my redeye, movin' fast
In my Maybach drivin' fast, n*gga
And that pus*y juggin' fast
So my n*ggas juggin' bad
Put that .40 on your ass, n*gga
Baow, shots [?] block, like what you talkin' 'bout?
That n*gga died 'cause that fat b*tch had a motor mouth
I got them bands, them green flags, we bring them choppers out
I got the sh*t that make you pus*y b*tches talk about (Shut your mouth, b*tch)

[Outro]
Ay, free the dawgs
That movin' fast
Drivin' fast n*gga
U,h, yeah and that pus*y juggin' fast
And my n*ggas juggin' bad
Put that .40 on your ass, n*gga
That .40 on your ass, n*gga

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