YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Tonight (Pull Up)
[Intro]
Yeah, slime, oh, man
(Dubba-AA flex)
And they say, they say
Yeah, that n***a there started out crazy
That n***a ain’t the same no mo’, but I don’t give a fuck
(Louie Bandz made anotha’ one)

[Chorus]
Because I pull up on ‘em with my head down
Baby I won’t fuck you from the back, so put yo’ legs down (Yeah, slatt, slatt, slatt)
Money on yo’ head, now, feds on our trail, now
Bitch I’m out on bail, but I’m still causin’ hell wit’ it, yeah
(This is the sound)

[Verse 1]
I do not beef, the same n***as want some altercations (They do)
Pull up and I’m flexin’ (Huh?), I ain’t stressin’, I got money, baby
Pull up in that Nawf and bitch I’m tweakin’ with them gunnas, baby
Pull and don’t talk, I’m jumpin’ out, they say that I’m amazin’
Shots to yo’ head if a n***a try to take mine
Molly what I takе now, shoot you in yo’ face, ha
All my n***as tweakin’, tryna figure what I madе, now
Diamonds on my necK and on my pinky in that Wraith, now (Yes slime)
My n***a dead, so I ain’t really knowin’ what to say (I don’t know)
I’m off these drugs and I’m abusin’ ‘em, it’s all in my face
I got it tatted on my brain that that Hatian is hate
I hide my pain with these chains, I’ma shine everyday
And shawty wanna fuck me I say “Baby, tonight” (Tonight)
She say “I see you hurtin’, it’s gon’ go away tonight”
I come straight out that dirty, thuggin’ and I’m slayed tonight
I say “Baby I know the way, so just come follow the light”
I don’t really want it if that money funny
And I pull up with a hunnit hundred, hop out, I’m dumpin’
And them people say that I’m a dummy, they think I’m funny
And I’m screaming “N***a, huh?” Tell me if you wan’ do sum, yeah (Whatchu’ wanna do?)
[Chorus]
Because I pull up on ‘em with my head down
Baby I won’t fuck you from the back, so put yo’ legs down
Money on yo’ head, now, feds on our trail, now
Bitch I’m out on bail, but I’m still causin’ hell, y’all

[Verse 2]
Shawty say she wanna wear my necklace, I say “No, bitch”
I say, “You too hot and it’ll melt you, it’s too cold, bitch”
I ain’t with that faithful shit, you see I got my own bitch (My own)
Quick to make my n***as whip a hoe, so watch yo’ tone, bitch

[Chorus]
Because I pull up on ‘em with my head down
Baby I won’t fuck you from the back, so put yo’ legs down (Yeah, slatt, slatt, slatt)
Money on yo’ head, now, feds on our trail, now
Bitch I’m out on bail, but I’m still causin’ hell, y’all
(This is the sound)