Young Boy Never Broke Again - Sincerely, Kentrell Album Lyrics

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Bad Morning

(I need to talk to Mike Laury
Yeah, you got Mike Laury)
(Dubba-AA flex)
(Winning lottery numbers coming up)

I can't quit at all, at all
I ain't hurt (I ain't hurt, nigga) at all, at all
On my soul, at all, at all
Stay the same as my pain grow, ridin' 'round with my bros (This is the sound)

Ridin' in the Maybach, let's go
Ten M's up, nigga, let's go
He a dreadhead, mhm, my bro leave him dead in front that store
On three different drugs tryna take away my pain, but it's still gon' flow
Try my hardest to put a smile on top my mans, but he still can't cope

On the highway, out the window, do somethin'
Need it my way, bam, bam, shoot somethin'
He a head hunter rude boy, trust nothin'
She got a nice round bum, but can't paint her nails
Do a hit real sick, it be cold the whole summer
I can't figure how she comin', I'ma give her to my mama
Any minute, I'ma cut a nigga, knowin' I'ma slime him
Everything goin' bad, you can trust him, still time him
Niggas steady rappin', we be shootin' at the bitch
Sound of the stick goin' boom when it hit
Sound of the smoke, real loud when it's lit
Still let it off with a crowd in the midst
Black card, matte stick, I'm it
Don't pick die if you try one trick
Right gang, but she say, "Wrong bitch"
Young rich nigga, he done took a wrong fix
Overdose, can't shake back, no
Harbor freight, get the jack from the store
White trace, that's a whole lotta snow
Ridin' by my Kirk with a .30 and a pole
With a young bitch, she don't want me, it's vivid
But I don't need her hand when I'm runnin' up Benji's
Real deal business, this real Blood business
Really spill those, dead bodies in the trenches
Real slime, that was my partner for a minute
Contract from my brother when them hollows got up in it
Dodgin' bullets in the car when them shottas sent the men
All praise to Allah, one was dead in less than sixty
We gon' burn 'em for real, leave 'em dead if he miss
Shooter aim when you shot at them, f*ck with my bodies
I'ma foreign my engine, take lots of narcotics
Why they cookin' 'em rocks? Die protectin' that body
Through the house, the aroma, it cover the closet
I don't say that ain't it, but I still wan' cop it
I'ma flood out this bitch to whoever come cash
Police ran in this bitch, no one say nothin' about it
I ain't got nothin' I wanna do better with my life, but take narcotics with my life
Collect these bodies with your life, send it to the Most Highest
Nigga showin' off, got it took when he got it
Nigga ran off, tell me what you doin' 'bout it?
You don't know off the dome shit, can't write
With the Glock when you see the kid, on sight
Bullets started playin' 'round with tension, got focused
Got another pack rolled up, he gon' smoke it
Ten grand, twenty grand, all night scope
We're up all day high, we're up all day slow

I can't quit at all, at all
I ain't hurt at all, at all
On my soul, at all, at all
Stay the same as my pain grow, ridin' 'round with my bros

Ridin' in the Maybach, let's go
Ten M's up, nigga, let's go
He a dreadhead, mhm, my bro leave him dead in front that store
On three different drugs tryna take away my pain, but it's still gon' flow
Try my hardest to put a smile on top my mans, but he still can't cope

Herm steady talkin' 'bout, "Top, just let me shoot him," no
I can't teach a nigga shit, I can make it out him
I ain't need no tutor, been advanced for the road
Doped up, two or three tools, doin' shows
Forty on my teeth and two hundred for my pole
Three hundred for my car, extra sneeze for the nose
I be runnin' to the money soon as it reach my phone
I ain't got nothin' I wanna do better with my life, but take narcotics with my life
Collect these bodies with your life, send it to the Most Highest
Nigga showin' off, got it took when he got it
Nigga ran off, tell me what you doin' 'bout it?
You don't know off the dome shit, can't write
With the Glock when you see the kid, on sight

I can't quit (Quit) at all, at all
I ain't hurt (I ain't hurt) at all, at all
On my soul, at all, at all
Stay the same as my pain grow, ridin' 'round with my bros

Ridin' in the Maybach, let's go
Ten M's up, nigga, let's go
He a dreadhead, mhm, my bro leave him dead in front that store (This is the sound)
On three different drugs tryna take away my pain, but it's still gon' flow
Try my hardest to put a smile on top my mans, but he still can't cope

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Hold Me Down

Ayy, this bitch tough
This Kentrell
Smoke

Ridin' in that motherf*ckin' Bentley
Thinkin' 'bout Benjis, I know what she like
Know a whole lotta bad bitches
Real slatt business, wanna be my wife
Layin' 'round with my mistress
While I'm thinkin', "Is you holdin' me down?"

I come from the bottom, I ain't have a dollar
I'm into it with my mama, I'm dealin' with problems
Thinkin' 'bout all the pain that's up in my system
Wash my clothes in the sink, my lil' brother, he watchin'
I'm with Jordan, my lil' partner, skippin' school for to watch us
Me and Tug in the Nawf, ain't a dime in our pocket
But now both of them dead and it f*ck with my head
Who the f*ck gon' be there for they kids and they mama?

Can you help me out?
I don't wanna explain how I feel (I don't wanna explain, I don't even wan' talk, I don't wan' do nothin')
I don't wan' talk right now (Tryna tell you)
I just wanna get from 'round here (I just wanna get from 'round here, I wanna go far)

Forty minutes after I left, then them niggas let shots off
'Nother thirty minutes down, get a call that them niggas killed my dog
Stayin' fresh to death through the pain 'cause the envy, I don't talk 'bout
Tryna stay the same year-round, I ain't tryna let a nigga come walk down
So I'm walkin', I'm strapped with that sentence
Intelligent, but make the poorest decisions
When my life on the line, gotta know that I'm with it
She the one I wan' be with 'til the ending
But I see she don't want me like in the beginning
One got hit with the Drac', saw the look in her eye
Blood flew out her body, right then, felt the love
The one got my son who you feel that I'm missin'
Ain't killed behind her, killed 'cause Kay was my girl

Ridin' in that motherf*ckin' Bentley
Thinkin' 'bout Benjis, I know what she like
Know a whole lotta bad bitches
Real slatt business, wanna be my wife
Layin' 'round with my mistress
While I'm thinkin', "Is you holdin' me down?"

She really into that nigga
But she steady sitting 'round me for only for sex and some money
Kept it real since a lil' bitty nigga
But more loyal than him, ain't confessing about me for nothin'
Just let me be, don't turn me down
I ain't never once now asked you for nothin'
I'm the one up early, I'm the one who hustlin'
Barely not show money and I was stuntin'
Got a trenchcoat on and I'm ridin' through the thunder
Waitin' for it go down, got a stick for the puntin'
Know I'll take a nigga life, I ain't doin' no runnin'
Gettin' high all night, when my brain on a hundred
Tryna be on time, doin' one-twenty
Know what's on my mind, get straight to it
Left the whip on outside
Long gone off lean, I'ma need more fluids
Stop the car, hop out, and we skate from the jakes
Shit gon' pop off, it's a risk that I take
'Fore we knock a block down, we gon' change out the plates
I don't wanna leave home, I'ma raise up the rate
I'ma make 'em pay me double for to go out on stage
Superstar, burn rubber, hit the corner while I leave these hoes in amaze (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)

Can you help me out?
I don't wanna explain how I feel (I don't wanna explain, I don't even wan' talk, I don't wan' do nothin')
I don't wan' talk right now (Tryna tell you)
I just wanna get from 'round here (I just wanna get from 'round here, I wanna go far)

Ridin' in that motherf*ckin' Bentley
Thinkin' 'bout Benjis, I know what she like
Know a whole lotta bad bitches
Real slatt business, wanna be my wife
Layin' 'round with my mistress
While I'm thinkin', "Is you holdin' me down? "

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Smoke Strong

Ayy, I'm in this bitch like
I'm, I'm rollin' up right now, you heard me?
(Hzrd went crazy on that motherf*cker)

I smoke dope all day (I smoke strong, huh)
I got money, I got hundreds
I keep a pole on my waist
I go and dump it, I ain't runnin', nah

In this bitch like I done gone mad
Smokin' on that strong pack
Look, you gon' get your dome snatched
You know that I'm on that
No, she cannot hit, might keep movin' her big booty ass
All in my crib like she wan' move in, must want me to smash
Hold on, hit the gates, broad day, time to smash, ah, ah
Take off his face, SRT, hit the gas
Gone, almost home now, they was on our ass
Never mind, I'm paranoid, know I do that bad
Light my Backwood up
I'm in the backwoods up in Utah smokin' Cali stuff
Come to the backwoods, you get hogtied, no playin' with us
Don't care 'bout where I'm at long as I'm strapped, just know I'm comfortable
Tryna push your shit back, you gon' get clapped soon as you come for us
If I say step, then they gon' step on somethin'

I smoke dope all day (I smoke strong, huh)
I got money, I got hundreds
I keep a pole on my waist
I go and dump it, I ain't runnin', nah

Back up in that Nawfside, city known as Jigga City
My people see me outside, four-deep in that Honda Civic
Try to speak, don't even waste time 'cause they know right now I'm on business
Bought that stolo right from Mr. Ratchet
Broke with nothin' 'cause ain't catch nothin' up in it, bah
Gotta catch my cut, but I got fifty grand y'all gon' split up
Oh I'ma get the nigga, whack his ass, make him bite the dust
You know I'm too official, been doin' this shit since the first bitch said it's up
I want them pallbearers and gravediggers, smoke opps, increase they health

I smoke dope all day (I smoke strong, huh)
I got money, I got hundreds
I keep a pole on my waist
I go and dump it, I ain't runnin', nah

Bitch, it's Big Lil Top in another car, I'm like ah
Go to him, be the hype, he ask me, "What's the type?" and I'm like, "Wow"
Plenty racks, pit stop, hit the I, burn out tires
It go down, then you just drive
I'm out the roof lettin' off that fire
She one hundred, she get hired
Bitch, stack that money in a pile
Just walk around, let me smack your ass
Bitch, take control, don't be a child
Hold on, Top say, "I want twenty hoes inside this house"
Steal out my place, we put twenty poles inside your mind

I smoke dope all day (I smoke strong, huh)
I got money, I got hundreds
I keep a pole on my waist
I go and dump it, I ain't runnin', nah

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50 Shots

Who made this shit? TayTay made the beat (Mask on- Mask on-)

Mask on tryna slang the other way (Baow, baow)
Burn that bitch, take off his face, youngin can't control that Drac'
You better get out the way or you might be who die today, mm
Tell 'em bring that shit this way, we gon' see what murder say
Got my wig on, prolly in the city
With a dirty stick and some shit that's sticky
In the murder zone while I'm in their city
Spin they block around tryna kill the business
Through this bitch I ain't never scared
Murder bag tryna get you dead
Everything around me banging red
Hunnid rounds aiming, taking off your head

That's a hit stick with a green flag that's tied around
Blick shit, catch the whole clique and then we knock 'em down
Duck, duck, goose, they runnin' around
Out here tryna pop a duck, no stoppin us
But they got one bitch that's think he fly, we euthanizing him
On Henn like Taaka vodka with my partner Herm (Partner Herm)
Soon as I think I'm followed, turn, out windows, let our choppers burn
Niggas talking 'bout they won't see me, shit, let the top down and you see me, bitch
Got fifty shots, two separate sticks, plan on making shit irrelevant
FN with that scope on, nigga, this that skully shit
Starting to think my head gone from these dead skeletons
Riding round with a redbone, nigga, I don't want the bitch
Ten grand I'll pass 'round 'cause they just wanna catch me with my

Mask on tryna slang the other way (Baow, baow)
Burn that bitch, take off his face, youngin can't control that Drac'
You better get out the way or you might be who die today, mm
Tell 'em bring that shit this way, we gon' see what murder say
Got my wig on, prolly in the city
With a dirty stick and some shit that's sticky
In the murder zone while I'm in their city
Spin they block around tryna kill the business
Through this bitch I ain't never scared
Murder bag tryna get you dead
Everything around me banging red
Hunnid rounds aiming, taking off your head

Depressed bad, I ran out of Xans
Take the beef, put it in that pan
Hundred grand to grant Ten out the can
Pussy nigga hating, f*ck it, you a fan
Toting something for to heat you up
Smoking loud with the windows up
Jugged the bitch out two hundred grand
Tell 'em f*ck 'em, I don't give no f*ck
They ain't banging me, but they bang to somethin'
Where I think he's from I'ma catch the bitch
I been preying on him with intelligence
I be starting to think I got murder senses
Bitch, I think of bread and that money come
If you say I'm broke, I'm forever bent
Tell your boyfriend I'm another rich
Acting nonchalant from that muddy shit
Dumping G's on that sluggin' shit
Car full of guns like the Terminator
Toting something that I'll static with
Sherhonda ain't never paid for no cable
Niggas stay riding in a different Benz like a sports-inator (Yeah)
Get mad on suicidal shit
Back to the north, tryna get it blazing

Mask on tryna slang the other way (Baow, baow)
Burn that bitch, take off his face, youngin can't control that Drac'
You better get out the way or you might be who die today, mm
Tell 'em bring that shit this way, we gon' see what murder say
Got my wig on, prolly in the city
With a dirty stick and some shit that's sticky
In the murder zone while I'm in their city
Spin they block around tryna kill the business
Through this bitch I ain't never scared
Murder bag tryna get you dead
Everything around me banging red
Hunnid rounds aiming, taking off your head

Who made this shit? TayTay made the beat

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No Where

(Pipe that shit up, Tnt)
(DMac on the f*ckin' track)
(Tuned Up)

I don't wanna go nowhere, no, think it's best if we just stay at home
Might as well leave out because your friends can't come 'round
I wanted it to be just me and you all alone
You don't want me, I see, oh, la-dickda-di
All night, singin' the same song, lonely, singin' the same song
Oh, she all that I need, why don't she don't see?
All night, takin' my pain, was strong, all night, tryna see what's wrong

I know that I be trippin' when I tell you things I don't mean at all
It ain't my fault you thugged me, I'ma tell you this honestly
Don't believe that it ain't someone out there to love me
Hate that my feelings got involved
'Cause you just wanna shame me, you just wanna blame me
No shit you do can't troll me
Damn, I miss the old me
So high that I might OD
Wish you was here to hold me
Don't wan' leave, just wan' stay here and think

I don't wanna go nowhere, no, think it's best if we just stay at home
Might as well leave out because your friends can't come 'round
I wanted it to be just me and you all alone
You don't want me, I see, oh, la-dickda-di
All night, singin' the same song, lonely, singin' the same song
Oh, she all that I need, why don't she don't see?
All night, takin' my pain, was strong, all night, tryna see what's wrong

All my cars push-start, don't play with me, no pushover
Why she try me? Wild like rollercoaster
YoungBoy tote that green flag, heart skip a beat, see you way too loaded
Lied and tried me, tried me over and over

And you know you down bad for that (Oh yeah)
Know I'm on your ass for that (Oh yeah)
I ain't throwin' no jabs, that's facts
Know you can't have me back
I'll always have your back
Still think that I love your ass
I don't want you if after me, any nigga ever say that they smashed (I don't wan' go nowhere)

I don't wanna go nowhere, no, think it's best if we just stay at home
Might as well leave out because your friends can't come 'round
I wanted it to be just me and you all alone
You don't want me, I see, oh, la-dickda-di
All night, singin' the same song, lonely, singin' the same song
Oh, she all that I need, why don't she don't see?
All night, takin' my pain, was strong, all night, tryna see what's wrong

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Sincerely

I woke up I ain't see nobody in my bed, in my bed
After all that I love you
You ain't say what I did, Tell me what I did
F*ck that Rolls Royce I just wanna lose this cold heart
I just wanna say I apologize for all of the things I put you through
Baby I then ran that money all up
These hoes mistreated me and baby you can't fault them
Tell my why you left me I'm like awe
Them hitters come just ring the alarm, Let's go

Anger ran them all off, feelings made them just go
Life on line in the North and I'm sittin here mad bout a hoe
Who been chosin it with me and I can't sit and just watch
I wasted time don't give a f*ck bout no clock
These diamonds crushed they just rocks
That's a Double-R Rolls Royce Range Rover Really rich
Rockstar High as f*ck Hangover
Let you come and f*ck me til my pain over
Ok, respect that girl so much don't won't no muthaf*ckin brain from her
Lean lean codeine and my child
That's all I want that's all I need
And plus some money and my Glock
Passport get overseas I can buy another foreign car
Can buy a bitch to feed my needs
Can't buy another slime heart

I woke up ain't see nobody in my bed in my bed
After all that I love you
You ain't say what I did, tell me what I did

Its a panaramic four seater
Never let me go, I leave my hoes cus I don't need em
Staring in your eyes tryna see potential like a soul seeker
Lying in my eyes saying you love me you a cold creature
F*ck that shit you said just leave cus I don't need you
I'm gonna let that other nigga treat you
My song playing loud through the speakers
For you, decide for the party at
Leaving you never crossed my mind
You wrong if you ever thought of that
Now you call I ain't ever calling back

I'm staying strong now don't worry about me
The things that you did, I'll never forget
If you keep it real you can get the world out me
We can share it all to me it don't mean shit

F*ck that Rolls Royce I just wanna lose this cold heart
I just wanna say I apologize for all of the things I put you through
Baby I then ran that money all up
These hoes mistrearted me and baby you can't fault them
Tell my why you left me I'm like awe
Them hitters come just ring the alarm, Let's go

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I Cant Take It Back

(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
I take everything offensive (Haze), get mad over anything
Now I'm trippin', I think I drunk too much lean
Before its time for night for the calling, I will not recall it, I won't remember anything

Shit I said before, I can't take that back
I don't want no Cutlass, no, real gangsters drive that Cadillac
Shyne, I need some clear diamonds, boy, I see some clouds in that
These slimes, they tryna kill 'bout me, tryna chill, so I ain't call 'em back
Give you my lean, better drink all of that, yeah
Soon as I flash you, just break down and get another pass
Young nigga went under with ten M's, I need another bag
Tryna be pierced top, young nigga, go find some gems
Hold on, tryna pop his shit 'bout Top, gon' pop soon as I see him

Ooh, tell me if you got me
I ain't been Maybach riding, it's in LA, I don't drive it
We don't go to the L'Auberge while we on Highland
You wanna go in, make sure you call before the night end
It came in like a Powerball, Powerball, oh
I admit, it caught me slippin'
I admit, I wasn't prepared for how your love came hit me
Now you got me, but around, feel I should still tote my glizzy
Salt Lake City covered up in snow with my apparel on
Old ways and just might settle with a stand off
Let's see who draw the fastest, I ain't going down
Quick man drawin' on Madden, it's a fast ball

Shit I said before, I can't take that back
I don't want no Cutlass, no, real gangsters drive that Cadillac
Shyne, I need some clear diamonds, boy, I see some clouds in that
These slimes, they tryna kill 'bout me, tryna chill, so I ain't call 'em back
Give you my lean, better drink all of that, yeah
Soon as I flash you, just break down and get another pass
Young nigga went under with ten M's, I need another bag
Tryna be pierced top, young nigga, go find some gems
Hold on, tryna pop his shit 'bout Top, gon' pop soon as I see him

I ain't changing shit on my car, I'ma ride on factory rims
Go A to Z on one tour bus, I ain't flying on Lears
Real 38 baby on certain occasions, young nigga earned him seven kills
I say f*ck 'em if they hate me, but speakin' on cases get you drilled
D Dawg coming home next year
I wake up and take one pill
Ain't turn down since I signed my deal
Ain't shown love since Dump got killed
Ride that Rolls and lift the front, I got killers on my rear
I got loss sittin' on my brain, feel like I've been here for years
Tryna do better for my girl, feel like my heart made of steel
Three million for my children a piece, that's my goal for this year
Told myself one million dollars, but I did that last year
Young nigga still riding 'round with them choppers 'bout some shit from last year

Shit I said before, I can't take that back
I don't want no Cutlass, no, real gangsters drive that Cadillac
Shyne, I need some clear diamonds, boy, I see some clouds in that
These slimes, they tryna kill 'bout me, tryna chill, so I ain't call 'em back
Give you my lean, better drink all of that, yeah
Soon as I flash you, just break down and get another pass
Young nigga went under with ten M's, I need another bag
Tryna be pierced top, young nigga, go find some gems
Hold on, tryna pop his shit 'bout Top, gon' pop soon as I see him

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Rich Shit

I don't come for nothing, don't pay, you won't see me
Want all blue strips, that's all I need
Lame-ass ho waste time, can't trick me
You can keep trying, can't beat, can't be me
She ain't all mine, guess the bitch don't need me
To another level, goin' out of reach
Rich shit, business, slidin' in this motherf*cker
Ho wan' get lit, same 'fit, slime bang the same color
Shawty, I thought she was mine, can't say I ain't love her
She ain't have no man, she was all on my line, can't say that I ain't cut her

I drive the Rover and I drive the Rolls
Play it low-key and got a Tahoe
Drive the McLaren, it tear up the road
Throw up my B's, I'ma hit with my pole
Bro ain't no rookie, you know how it go
I was poppin' pills when I walked through the door
Bought her stainless steel just from touchin' her toe
And you know the deal if I find she a ho
Got a swag might kill
And you know I keep a hitman Steph, get milled on
Tell that nigga he get picked in the draft, I'ma split him
Headin' off with a stick, mortician goin' on
Goin' in in the middle when it pop off
You know I got my blick off, up go down
And you know I let the shots off
He ain't finna go home, should've been left from 'round
Oh, right there
She was like, "Let me show you how to do it right"
Man, this bitch want money tonight
Bro them right there, you know it's on sight
And you know it's in here
Got gunners on my left and gunners to my right
Got 'em on the way, pullin' up, yeah
Bro make a call, another five hoes, they come in here (You know what I say)
Smoke out the pound, got Glocks and Dracs, you run in here (Glocks and Dracs)
City one day, yeah, it bang over my way
Niggas shouldn't come, already know how Top play
Thursday, party day
Nigga, you can die on a Friday
Nigga, you can die on the highway
Nigga, you can die from a side play
Shawty like a cat, that's nine ways
And a million in one to get us played
She don't sleep all day, but work late
Fam

I don't come for nothing, don't pay, you won't see me
Want all blue strips, that's all I need
Lame-ass ho waste time, can't trick me
You can keep trying, can't beat, can't be me
She ain't all mine, guess the bitch don't need me
To another level, goin' out of reach
Rich shit, business, slidin' in this motherf*cker
Ho wan' get lit, same 'fit, slime bang the same color
Shawty, I thought she was mine, can't say I ain't love her
She ain't have no man, she was all on my line, can't say that I ain't cut her

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Toxic Punk

Pipe that shit up, TnT
DMac on the f*ckin' track
Lil' Trebble made the beat, he only had to play it once
Take one, I'm gon' take one
Yeah (Let me take one, let me, oh)
And it's Lil Top, nigga
Double R, double R at that, man
You can call me, you can call me
Woo

Fly shit, bloody storm, say she love me
Ugly boy, toxic punk, they don't love me, yeah
Foreign drugs, hallucinations all I see
Actin' crazy, get the police called on me

I just wan' dive from off the stage and pray to God I don't fall
I say, "The drugs what made me"
I say, "The drugs what made me"
Lately makin' sure the fire don't go out on a strong
I take one puff, I'm lazy
I take some puffs, I'm lazy
Ballin', tell me have my shit packed 'fore you get home
Are you crazy baby? Where I'ma go?
All these drugs that I'm on, it don't make me any stronger
Ridin' fast in my foreign, it don't make sense when I'm alone, huh
Thinkin' 'bout you gone, it got me sad
Ridin' fast, police on my ass, huh
Do the dash, hopin' I don't crash
But if I do, so (Hm)

Fly shit, bloody storm, say she love me
Ugly boy, toxic punk, they don't love me, yeah
Foreign drugs, hallucinations all I see
Actin' crazy, get the police called on me (Woo)
Fly shit, bloody storm, say she love me
Ugly boy, toxic punk, they don't love me, yeah
Foreign drugs, hallucinations all I see
Actin' crazy, get the police called on me

Take one, I'ma take one
I'ma take one, wanna, oh
Let me take one, let me oh
Let's go
(Let's go, let's go)
On Kayden

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My Killa

Nike on unlike the rest I got me a check we can do it my nigga
Bro standing on that pledge, I got 'em too influenced my nigga
Take that nigga head off, that's my killa, yeah
Me and her don't play at all, nah that's my nigga

Who he found, brother kick a door
I want that head, get it gone
In and out, one, two, three, four
Ben moving in pull a kick door
.45 in my pants on the front row
F*ck nigga move wrong, end up gone
Okay, now I only hit one then I gotta go
Tryna live with everything that I pay for
Nigga try to get fame get bang-bro'd
Make that 40 go baow straight to his dome

I ain't taking these bitches all over across the world with me
She just wanted her perc that P-E-R-C and I'm giving her three
Imma take her ass down, I ain't tossing back down, I ain't paying no fee
Want it for to go down, shoot a whole hundred rounds if a nigga want beef
Yeah, shoot that blicky, take one off
You hear that? that's that ice inside my Styrofoam?
Broke ass nigga thinkin' I'm too hot gon' get his mind blown
Kicking this shit in Gucci covered in rhinestones

Nike on unlike the rest I got me a check we can do it my nigga
Bro standing on that pledge, I got 'em too influenced my nigga
Take that nigga head off, that's my killa, yeah
Me and her don't play at all, nah that's my nigga

Hop in, them cats get to jumping like tigger
Real 38, it ain't nothing else bigger
Beat a nigga ass, probably mad I ain't kill him
I'm a real gangbanger, I don't f*ck with these niggas
Came from the back, I was in Parish Prison
Same way I rap nigga caught em slippin'
Hit them stamps like iPhones
I'm talm' bout the apple that look like they bit it
He don't wanna be in this real Blood business
Turning lieutenant, got shooters on call
If that lil' boy take a stand, he gon' fall
Play and I shoot 'til it's empty on ya'll
Blowing that smoke and it's coming out loud
Before I got Five I collected me Fo'
Hollows gon' run and they taking a shower
Do that boy bad then hop on the road

Nike on unlike the rest I got me a check we can do it my nigga
Bro standing on that pledge, I got 'em too influenced my nigga
Take that nigga head off, that's my killa, yeah
Me and her don't play at all, nah that's my nigga

Who he found, brother kick a door
I want that dead, get it gone
In and out, one, two, three, four
Been in moving 'fore the kick door
.45 in my pants on the front row
F*ck nigga move wrong, end up gone
Okay, one thing, I gotta go
Tryna live with everything that I pay for
Nigga try to get bang, he bang wrong
Make that 40 go baow straight to his dome

---

Life Support

It's Lil Top, Top, Top, Top, to the top, Top

Comme des Garçons, she say she like on me
Flyer then a jet, baby, flyer than an eagle
Can I take you out tonight? Go get somethin' to eat
Sit and I'll tell you like, things you don't know 'bout me
I'm like, "Bae, my grandma died, I was at a sleepover"
I'm like, "Bae, I could have died the night, my whip had flipped over"
Young man take pride, remember ridin' and takin' my grams to chemo
Now I got grams like I'm Frank Matthews
Jewelry weigh at least a kilo
Now, back to you, every time that I'm in it like a pool, she be wet inside
Tryna hit it like I won't, but then I don't, 'cause I be too high
Feel expensive, I'll let you decide, 'cause this, I don't wanna jeopardize
Come lay me down every day I'm tired
F*ck these hoes, 'cause they be tellin' lies
Now I need a blueprint (Blueprint), is you all in? (All)
I just gotta know, gotta know
Drugs got my mind clickin'
On my Kawaski, tryna do a heel clicker
Downing out got me feeling suicidal
Air Force 1, it's custom-made
I'ma pull up thirty-thousand dollar Balmain jeans (Balmain jeans)
Pull up with that blicky and it's tucked just like them beans (Damn)
She don't like no dogs, but in here wit' a snake
Told her, "Motherf*ck the blogs, just do what Top say"
Is it real, is it fake? I don't know, I can't tell
I'm just hopin' time worth it, I'm just hopin' we don't fail
I'm just tryna hold on, 'less the skies can't prevail
Insecure, feel like I ain't worth ya, not enough for none of them
Ooh-ooh, do you hear me calling? Right now full of endo
Thirty minutes later, probably be outside your window
Throwin' rocks until you turn your light on and say, "Go home"
Don't know what the f*ck is goin' on, were you expectin' me to go?
F*ck it, let me pack my clothes, right back to that murder zone
F*ck, I miss my grandad home, shouldn't have came up off the porch
Feel that I'm gon' die out here, all alone and by myself

Alive, got breath from life support
Alive, got breath from life support
I say all my pain keep me goin', your love keep me calm
They gon' take it once they pull the cord
I call that life on life support (Ooh)
They don't respect me no more, they don't love me no more
They ain't feelin' my songs, take my kids during the storm
They all gone, they done took my life support

I'm with the gang, on the block, in the trenches
I take you shoppin', alone up in Lenox
Take you to Shyne and flood your pendant
And spend straight dimes like f*ck them pennies
She's a hypnotizin' demon-lover, so satanic
I say it back, and I take that rock from her
Demonic, so demanding
Straight from the block, on that bitch in the front, I'ma swerve
I ain't worried, I won't panic
Yeah, I was born and made it out, so yeah, I should lay down
Hope bro done made me settle down, but I can't
I dropped you off at mom's house
While me and my cousin try to take rank, bust brains
Catch one lack, hop out, take aim
God forbid if them niggas shoot back, and luckily just hit my brain
If I don't go in, Lord, please have mercy
Know that she gon' go insane
Mistreat a nigga, leave me, then they act like I'm the one to blame

Alive, got breath from life support
Alive, got breath from life support
I say all my pain keep me goin', your love keep me calm
They gon' take it once they pull the cord
I call that life on life support (Ooh)
They don't respect me no more, they don't love me no more
They ain't feelin' my songs, take my kids during the storm
They all gone, they done took my life support

---

Break or Make Me

It's a cold cold world outside
I ain't got no one that I can trust, I got my guard up so high, I can't even be with you

Tell me bae now can we please stop fighting, I need you on side me
I might lose my life tonight
Later on, I'm gon be Maybach riding, world war 3 inside me
Tryna see why nothing I do ain't right
He don't give a f*ck bout nobody but himself
He wouldn't give one dime or care if I left
Know he got shit popping but at home he got shit going on
Leave that shit alone let me lean pass me my styrofoam
Don't conversate bout me with your friends
Confiscating bring back backends
Love me right and bring back my mind
And don't never leave like ones back then
Shine right and have fun with your girls
I just wanna see you set some trends
They don't love me like way back then
Wasn't even there for me even most my mans
I just wanna ballout fall off in my big home
All these drugs that I'm on
From depression got me on
PO threatening one on one just wanna be left alone
They tryna say Top wrong, they tryna say Top wrong
Smiling been riding round all day im loaded tryna f*ck you in the coupe
Next time I flood you with diamonds I'm going extravagant, do your wrist too
Panic, I buy you a Patek you better go tat it just like Nene too
Flood my kids with diamonds like I do my crew

Oh, tell me now
Is you tryna break me or you tryna make me
Something better off

For shit that I painted, the shit that they see
For shit that I live and the things that I breathe
They don't want me to succeed, I still ain't make it out
I see it all in my dreams
Wrist rock
All these niggas, they done flip-flopped
Catch me out on scene with a big Glock
Know that I might leave out here but I been staying up
Hoping all my pain I spilled starts one day paying off
Hope my daddy get that appeal and they let my mans out
We got a drop now, okay load up let's ride out
I can't take a risk without my stick what's just my sign now
How the f*ck I'm talking bout, can't take a risk all by myself at all
Better not get yourself involved

It's a cold cold world outside
I ain't got no one that I can trust, I got my guard up so high, I can't even be with you

Oh, tell me now
Is you tryna break me or you tryna make me
Something better off
Oh, tell me now
Is you tryna break me or you tryna make me
Something better off

---

Forgiato

(I need to speak to Mike Laury)
(Yeah, you got Mike Laury)
What you on, foe?
(Dubba-AA flex)
You already know, nigga, we tote big Glocks, be like Yamaha
Four-five shit, nigga, yeah, yeah (Winning lottery numbers coming up)
Big slime

Pulled up and I was stuntin' on Forgiato wheels
They ain't even have to question 'cause they knowin' who it is
Probably got my son up in this bitch, a dirty stick, I'm full of pills
Oh, you can run and talk that shit, you gon' get stretched before this year end (This is the sound)
Okay, pop a ten, free Lil Ten, killin'
That's where I'm at, right in that North where I'm known as murder man
Okay, my mama told me pop my shit and do my dance, I did
Dirty stick while I'm in this bitch on six Xans

This for my grandfather, I told him I'll never mess up, no
He tell me keep my burner on me, make sure my money long
Heart hurtin' bad, thinking 'bout Ten, no date on coming home
Phat Black been in and out, got a new case, just want me to get it gone
This for my system niggas, I ain't see Natty Kid in a minute
Over seven times, never seen my shooter, real gravedigger, contract business
Better tell 'em I'll zip them niggas, hanging out that Escalade with that Ruger
Talking to my mama 'bout what they claimin', while she saying, "F*ck 'em, tell a bitch prove it"
Don dada, boss man, they don't wanna do it (They don't wanna do it, baow)
Hanging out the window, I ain't even tuck my chain (Baow, baow, baow), like, yeah, bitch, how you wanna do it?

Pulled up and I was stuntin' on Forgiato wheels
They ain't even have to question 'cause they knowin' who it is
Probably got my son up in this bitch, a dirty stick, I'm full of pills
Oh, you can run and talk that shit, you gon' get stretched before this year end
Okay, pop a ten, free Lil Ten, killin'
That's where I'm at, right in that North where I'm known as murder man
Okay, my mama told me pop my shit and do my dance, I did
Dirty stick while I'm in this bitch on six Xans

Marble floors, in it, I got hoes
Rap nigga want me dead, I'ma take the nigga soul
Reppin' off of one body, Top got over seven gone
Once that nigga add three, then I'm gon' start counting on my toes

Pulled up and I was stuntin' on Forgiato wheels
They ain't even have to question 'cause they knowin' who it is
Probably got my son up in this bitch, a dirty stick, I'm full of pills
Oh, you can run and talk that shit, you gon' get stretched before this year end
Okay, pop a ten, free Lil Ten, killin'
That's where I'm at, right in that North where I'm known as murder man
Okay, my mama told me pop my shit and do my dance, I did
Dirty stick while I'm in this bitch on six Xans

Since a kid, in and out the chains, swear they don't know my pain
I don't know who tryin' to get me at work one night, I ain't sleep with my shank
I check shit off the line, I don't do no runnin', bitch, I run that game
Step with niggas in the dawn from Gardere Lane gettin' full of pure cocaine
He a nose sniffer, he don't use his veins
Doped up 'fore he swing that thing
Evacuate whole set they claim (Hold on, nigga, hold on, hold on)
Bitch, I'm lil' bitty and this shotty got some kick and I think that's too strong
Kobe in that bitch 'cause I got a stick, can't hide it, that bitch too long

Marble floors, in it, I got hoes
Rap nigga want me dead, I'ma take the nigga soul
Reppin' off of one body, Top got over seven gone
Once that nigga add three, then I'm gon' start counting on my toes

Always on slime business (Slime business)
Matter fact, got me some slime hoes (Slime hoes)
Come on, ayy, come on
I run with gravediggers, pallbearers
Knock 'em off after them youngins wet up the funeral
My ape, he did it, but I don't understand 'em
In the streets, you got beef
You been stalking for to bust his dome (Make Winnfield his home)
Then it's on
Catch you, then you gone, in the ground
That same nigga your casket gon' be laying around

---

Baddest Thing

You the baddest I done seen in a while, ooh, my shorty, oh, oh
Getting high, toting that iron every time that we ride, and you know, you know
You the baddest thing I seen in a while, ooh, my shorty, oh, she, oh

Oh, oh, oh, and she mine
I swear to buy her anything to ease her mind
In the dead end posted with that gang, toting on that iron
And I'm bound to leave any nigga dead if they ain't mine
And I jumped off the porch like
You died when you were six deep
I do the reaping
I say murder, Blood, and throw big B's
Hit the block and blow the curb up, Youngboy MJ, I got on six rings
Six headshots for the coroners, tell 'em that we ain't use no beam
Tell them f*ck niggas they don't know me
I know for a fact she don't know her nigga, but she know me
And she on me
Steady asking like, "Can you take me home?"
Tell somebody anything I want, yeah
H-O-L-D, huh, hold on me, yeah
D-I-E, I've been needing some peace
Uh, uh, drink on lean 'til I can barely breathe
Bae, your head ain't working, nah, I need five to sleep
Louis V bag made by Virgil, f*ck nigga tried charging me sixty G's
Twenty-five for the duffle bag, nigga still counting bands, baby, don't count on me
Maybach ain't come with curtains, without tint, niggas still ain't seeing me
Real gas bags, that's all I chief
Two steps back, get off of me
I've been up, yeah, all cheese
I paid cash for that factory
Hitmen, they be after me
12 tryna capture me
Bitches planning on trapping me
Fake rappers planning on blasting me
For bro, you get assassin free
Get blicked up, you try hacking me, yeah
H-O-L-D, huh, hold on me, yeah
D-I-E, I've been needing some peace
Bae, your head ain't working, nah, I need five to sleep
Louis V bag made by Virgil, f*ck nigga tried charging me sixty G's

You the baddest I done seen in a while, ooh, my shorty, oh, oh
Getting high, toting that iron every time that we ride, and you know, you know
You the baddest thing I seen in a while, ooh, my shorty, oh, she, oh

You died when you were six deep
I do the reaping
I say murder, Blood, and throw big Bs
Hit the block and blow the curb up, Youngboy MJ, I got on six rings
Six headshots for the coroners, tell 'em that we ain't use no beam
(EarDrummers)
(Mike WiLL Made-It)
(That money go for Myles)

---

Nevada

(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
(It's Vade on the keys)
Niggas dyin', fallin' stars through the night
And I been thinkin' 'bout you every night
If you happy, I know that I should be alright
'Cause this tragic and I can't seem for to decide

And I think I just, I should leave, I just
Should I leave it 'lone? Ah
Should I try or just? I can't lie, I just
I be wrong for the cry
But I'm caught up with these hoes, they gon' follow
Ballin' like a baller blocka'
Every time I catch my feelings, lock them in a bottle
And you probably find my heart somewhere lost in Nevada (In Nevada)

Don't know who I want, you the one I want (Oh)
Never said I don't, that's that money talk (Hmm, talk)
Drunker than a skunk, it go down in the room (Down)
Choppas in the trunk, baby, this that slime tone
But I need your love like right now, baby, ooh (Ooh)
I'm not on no drugs, not right now, it's the truth (Truth)
I apologize for you lookin' like a fool (Sorry)
I can't hold you right now so I been holdin' on my tool
I don't want my ex, I don't want no bitch I had (Don't)
I just want a chance, hopefully I make you glad
(Don't)
If you turn me down, tell the truth, I just might spazz
(Spazz)
If who around laugh, I just probably bust they ass
(Bust they ass)

And I think I just, I should leave, I just (Leave)
Should I leave it 'lone? Ah (Should I leave?)
Should I try or just? I can't lie, I just
I be wrong for the cry
But I'm caught up with these hoes, they gon' follow
Ballin' like a baller blocka'
Every time I catch my feelings, lock them in a bottle
And you probably find my heart somewhere lost in Nevada (In Nevada)

---

Level I Want To Reach

(17)
(D Roc)
What you love? You get all in
Hit me up, call me

I see a level that I wanna reach
I say I'm with you never gon' pretend
I heard them steppas coming after me
I heard the one I'm lovin' let 'em in
I heard that money bring a lot of power
Seem like I'm running out of friends
Double up, stack it higher than a tower
Move around, talking no more Xans
Wake up, probably go buy a brand-new Benz, yeah, yeah
Niggas tryna walk like, talk like me and my twins
We don't got no room for all your friends
Tension in the room soon as you walked in

Take in, I'm turned on you just 'cause I can
I'm on Xans and I'm leaning, hoping I don't fall
If he go that way, we won't say nothing back, we gon' shoot at y'all
Pray that the lift here ain't fall and I been here through it all
Come 'round, I won't f*ck with you often
Baby, I ain't got no reason, I think I need you
Face down, turn yo phone off, right now, don't need it
Now take your clothes off and do what I say
I ain't got no diamonds on
Crosses 'round my neck come from out of Saks
Comme des Garçons, I spent another bag
Got along inside the home but keep a hundred straps

I see a level that I wanna reach
I say I'm with you never gon' pretend
I heard them steppas coming after me
I heard the one I'm lovin' let 'em in
I heard that money bring a lot of power
Seem like I'm running out of friends
Double up, stack it higher than a tower
Move around, talking no more Xans
Wake up, probably go buy a brand-new Benz, yeah, yeah
Niggas tryna walk like, talk like me and my twins
We don't got no room for all your friends
Tension in the room soon as you walked in

Take in, I'm turned on you just 'cause I can ('cause I can)

---

Kickstand

(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
On drugs, been leaning
Believe it
What about you, OG?

I can't go no more, charge me up so I'll go again
I say ride, we go, on round fourth, three rounds in
Gotta motivate my bro, yeah, in the cut like me and my twin
Look back soon as it's in, yeah, never gon' lose, I'ma show you how to win

Gambled on lean, but I got her on gin
Too much of that and she went to the Henn'
Too big of a sack for the bitch to get off, can't take her off track, get the bitch caught in

Kickstand in my drank bottle, no pass she need for admins
All bag, no pad, ain't no pen
Nothing but money in her lens
I can't go no more, charge me up so I'll go again
I say ride, we go, on round fourth, three rounds in
Gotta motivate my bro, yeah, in the cut like me and my twin
Look back soon as it's in, yeah, never gon' lose, I'ma show you how to win

Know what you wanna do, why you hitting that bottle?
All these drugs gon' clear my problems
All these sticks gon' fix that static
Counting that money, getting more and more higher
All these drugs, I ain't a supplier
We gotta do well, you can't cop it
Swag can't copy, nigga, just stop it
Shawty real bad, tryna make her my bitch
I know that you toxic, don't try and f*ckin' hide it
Question me bad, wanna know where I went
You say I'm accusing when ask where you been
When you get a gift, you ain't asking what I spent
Take off my mask and put on some fly shit
I'm causing a wave, these niggas wanna ride it
Drank clearing the pain I'm feeling in my body
My jewelry and cars is all exotic

Kickstand in my drank bottle, no pass she need for admins
All bag, no pad, ain't no pen
Nothing but money in her lens
I can't go no more, charge me up so I'll go again
I say ride, we go, on round fourth, three rounds in
Gotta motivate my bro, yeah, in the cut like me and my twin
Look back soon as it's in, yeah, never gon' lose, I'ma show you how to win

---

All I Need

Got my pistol on me you know what's that bout
I say shorty shorty can you help me out
I'm in the streets I'm chasing money baby tryna make it out
But throught it all you who I want daily always on my thoughts
I say I can treat you right but you wanna salt me down
I can't sleep at night don't know how these demons found me
But I'm just tryna manifest I'm tryna find some peace
I say just take my money, my kids and you that's all I need

That's all I need I'm gone achieve
Everything I stand for on my sleeve
Imma tote my flag and wear my beads you know I'm all in
Steady chasin money while I'm in the streets
I ain't chasing hoes, caught up inna beef
Probably come in to make sure you sleep then I'm gone again
Wake up check my bank account get dressed then its time to go
Just tell me what you thinking bout what you sittin round just frownin for
Imma nigga so you know I f*ck around for the thousand time I know I'm wrong
You don't like all these different drugs I'm on
But I'm gone need them if you leave me alone

Tell me tell me I can't get it off my mind
Get the drop wipe his nose I smell it
Come home you calm me down
My heart, you found your way up in
Have you seen that ain't no trust inside it
And my love is a low percentage
I ain't put that boy on channel 9 them people lying

Got my pistol on me you know what's that bout
I say shorty shorty can you help me out
I'm in the streets I'm chasing money baby tryna make it out
But throught it all you who I want daily always on my thoughts
I say I can treat you right but you wanna salt me down
I can't sleep at night don't know how these demons found me
But I'm just tryna manifest I'm tryna find some peace
I say just take my money, my kids and you that's all I need

Swerve on em early morning
While you drive in passenger seat strapped down
I ain't doing shit but passing some niggas trappin
Saying in my head imma shut that down
Shorty scared of my partna imma slide my round
We gone bang with yo nigga soon as it go left
Now that's all imma tell you they know bout that gang
We put shit on the shelf
Run up nigga check don't need no help
Pull up innat -
I know I'm official I killed the ref
Its concealed on scene
But I bet they all know its gone pop out from my belt
Imma clear the whole scene one .223
I done knocked the whole block down by myself
I can put that on Big B, deceased so pray with me
Everything be new edition I can flood you down in LV
Drape you down in flawless diamonds
Look at your bracelet they see all VV's
I hope ain't shit they can tell you bout me
Cus about you ain't shit they can say to me
Let me watch this car you roll my weed

Got my pistol on me you know what's that bout
I say shorty shorty can you help me out
I'm in the streets I'm chasing money baby tryna make it out
But throught it all you who I want daily always on my thoughts
I say I can treat you right but you wanna salt me down
I can't sleep at night don't know how these demons found me
But I'm just tryna manifest I'm tryna find some peace
I say just take my money, my kids and you that's all I need

---

White Teeth

(Who made this shit? TayTay made the beat)
Took out them diamonds and got white teeth
Too much diamonds, I got, I got white teeth
I be like I'm a businessman or some shit
Ha-ha

No security, bros with me, no friends (No friends)
Pole on me, dope up in me, bad bitches walked in (Hold up)
Social distance, pure codeine, no coughin' (Nah)
You know me, got that laser beam up in the party (223)
She wan' chill, she feelin' my vibe, told her come on
She just wanna roll, roll in my ride
Know she gotta give me head
Don't f*ck round with these, niggas go home and take my meds (Take my meds)
These niggas can't come round, come round
F*ck around and end up dead
They don't like me, shawty told me that she feelin' me, she wanna bite me
Keep my gun, they plan on killin' me but I'm out on sightsee
Knee deep in these streets and I put shit up, these niggas don't fright me
Pull up fresh as f*ck, am I high as f*ck? I am, I might be
She just wanna ride, ride
"YoungBoy, I wanna slide, slide"
Until the other side die, leaning parallel fly
This chain could put out fire
Icy than a motherf*cker, hide the stick in car

I'm fresh as hell inside my white tee
Took out them diamonds and got white teeth (Ooh)
She f*ckin' with me, oh, she like me
She know that basic shit don't excite me
(Okay, okay)

Tote that Glock, hold thirty rounds
Bae, I wanna go thirty rounds
Tell 'em they can't count me out
I got too much money now
I'm who baby just wanna please, I'm gon' make her touch her knees
She like Bentley, want Big B, I'm gon' floor the SRT
Kiss the diamond on my face
Money callin', I'm on my way
Keep a mask round, don't leave no trace
Keep a mask round, don't leave no case
Hop out aim and I swang that drac'
Crack a nigga lights swing round my way
They don't really like how my clique wanna bang
They don't really like how my wrist ain't fake
Diamond piece (Diamond piece)
Eyes on Chinese, this Draco Vietnamese (This Draco Vietnamese)
Know I get angry but she say I'm sweet
Shade's Chrome Hearted plus I got on Abloh sleeves

Straight from the hood, I'm fresh as hell inside my white tee
Took out them diamonds and got white teeth (Ooh)
She f*ckin' with me, oh, she like me
She know that basic shit don't excite me (Ooh)

I got cash and yeah she bad
She got ass and know that I want smash
Got a, got a rich bitch swag
Put on my mask, tuck my Glock in my pants
She do anything I say
Oh, that's my bitch, ooh, ooh
Top out, walk up inside that place
That's when all these hoes choose

My white tee
Took out them diamonds and got white teeth (Ooh)
She f*ckin' with me, oh, she like me
She know that basic shit don't excite me
(Okay)

(Who made this shit? TayTay made the beat)

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Panoramic

(Who made this shit? TayTay made the beat)
Took out them diamonds and got white teeth
Too much diamonds, I got, I got white teeth
I be like I'm a businessman or some shit
Ha-ha

No security, bros with me, no friends (No friends)
Pole on me, dope up in me, bad bitches walked in (Hold up)
Social distance, pure codeine, no coughin' (Nah)
You know me, got that laser beam up in the party (223)
She wan' chill, she feelin' my vibe, told her come on
She just wanna roll, roll in my ride
Know she gotta give me head
Don't f*ck round with these, niggas go home and take my meds (Take my meds)
These niggas can't come round, come round
F*ck around and end up dead
They don't like me, shawty told me that she feelin' me, she wanna bite me
Keep my gun, they plan on killin' me but I'm out on sightsee
Knee deep in these streets and I put shit up, these niggas don't fright me
Pull up fresh as f*ck, am I high as f*ck? I am, I might be
She just wanna ride, ride
"YoungBoy, I wanna slide, slide"
Until the other side die, leaning parallel fly
This chain could put out fire
Icy than a motherf*cker, hide the stick in car

I'm fresh as hell inside my white tee
Took out them diamonds and got white teeth (Ooh)
She f*ckin' with me, oh, she like me
She know that basic shit don't excite me
(Okay, okay)

Tote that Glock, hold thirty rounds
Bae, I wanna go thirty rounds
Tell 'em they can't count me out
I got too much money now
I'm who baby just wanna please, I'm gon' make her touch her knees
She like Bentley, want Big B, I'm gon' floor the SRT
Kiss the diamond on my face
Money callin', I'm on my way
Keep a mask round, don't leave no trace
Keep a mask round, don't leave no case
Hop out aim and I swang that drac'
Crack a nigga lights swing round my way
They don't really like how my clique wanna bang
They don't really like how my wrist ain't fake
Diamond piece (Diamond piece)
Eyes on Chinese, this Draco Vietnamese (This Draco Vietnamese)
Know I get angry but she say I'm sweet
Shade's Chrome Hearted plus I got on Abloh sleeves

Straight from the hood, I'm fresh as hell inside my white tee
Took out them diamonds and got white teeth (Ooh)
She f*ckin' with me, oh, she like me
She know that basic shit don't excite me (Ooh)

I got cash and yeah she bad
She got ass and know that I want smash
Got a, got a rich bitch swag
Put on my mask, tuck my Glock in my pants
She do anything I say
Oh, that's my bitch, ooh, ooh
Top out, walk up inside that place
That's when all these hoes choose

My white tee
Took out them diamonds and got white teeth (Ooh)
She f*ckin' with me, oh, she like me
She know that basic shit don't excite me
(Okay)

(Who made this shit? TayTay made the beat)