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@Jac

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Uh, Shorty, ehTrap money ahBaby, baby, yeh, yehAndo ready pa' lo mio que lo queTodo confundi'o como en percocetBaby no eres jeva mia eso lo séHoy voy pa la calle ya me acicaléUh, con la 17 fumigando insectosSoy el f*cking 24 Kobe en baloncestoDisculpa si cuando llego con mi swag molestoKileros de nacimiento expertos pa' estoRitmo pa' que te activesQuiero millonarios a todos mis convivesRoleta en la muñeca con billete es que se viveLa glock y la camioneta huyendo de los detectivesBalas vienen hacia miLas esquivo como NeoTanto hielo por aquiMi corazon esta frioNike, Louis VEsta pendiente con tus tíosHablame de money a míSi no no eres de los míosEstoy pendiente de las babys y la plataPero tanto no pues la avaricia mataCuidado con la traición de las putas baratasLa niña va al gimnasio y desnuda la mataSe lo meto como quiero no la celoNo pierdo el tiempo en peleas solo mato por dineroEstoy viajando por el mundo sigo acumulando cerosDejo al niño millonario pai si mañana me mueroMmm, dejate ver mamiYo salgo a buscarte y nos vamos pal motelYo se que tu no eres santa y quieres parecerQue no te gustan los maleantes pero te erizó la piel, heyBaby girl tiene como veintePero de pequeña se daño la menteSe fuma un creepy se arrebata fácilmenteBaila sin asco de lo que diga la genteSolo ropa cara cero Flow baratoLos amores los paso desde hace ratoCon cupido ella cancelo el contratoQuiere una botella y sendo arrebatoVa de party en party mas no de hotel en hotelPorque soy su daddy yo soy el dueño de su pielSi compro un ferrari alli te lo voy a meterDiamantes sobre tu cuello y el mio tambien (Shorty)Peligrosa y busconaDos tres pepas y se pone juguetonaQuiero que tu sepas mami que eres la campeonaEnamorado de mi baby enamorado de mi pistolaY si no le contesto cuando me llamaElla se pone como loca y arma un dramaDice que no esta conmigo por la famaPero siempre quiere sacar fotos en la cama YeahHey, Neutro ShortyTrap Money GangHey you fenixGang sh*tNo mercy, gang sh*t

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Slime Mentality - YoungBoy Never...

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@Misaki

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I need to talk to Mike LauryHello? It's Mike LauryI'm runnin' and I'm runnin', yeah (Dubba-AA Flex)Uh, my mama slime, my sister slime, my brother slimeMy daddy slime, yeah, he slime (Louie Bandz made another one)Ayy, now how you wanna do it? (How you wanna do it, nigg*?)I'm in here (What you on for?)Ayy, 4KTrey, you know, free D-Dawg, nigg*I'm on that same sh*t, nobody safe, look (This is the sound)Let's goBoom, baow, puss* bitch, don't try to run nowf*ck nigg* ain't have his head onI'ma make sure that these nigg*s hear me through they headphonesI've been coolingBut these puss* bitches just won't leave me 'lone (Look)Crack you in your sh*t just to see what's on your mind, huh (Bitch)I'm YoungBoy, YB Kayla, YBN, she slimePolice on my ass, gotta watch the way I'm slidin'He acting hype, them slimes roll down and ease his mind, and yeahI pull up acting in a four doorYou would think my nigg*s with me in this bitch, but, boy, I'm soloAnd Meechie in the South but still'll come and kick your front doorBro geekin' off that soft, but wildin' out, bitch, if you don't knowI'm telling you nigg*s, I drop a bag just to finish you nigg*sHe think it's done, but that's his ass, I'm gon' get rid of you nigg*sAt a show or anything, bitch, we gon' hit at you nigg*sI want 'em all, that's on my dawg, bitch, we gon' get at you nigg*sPeel your block and try to catch a nigg* outsideI'm thuggin' for real, I tell you, bitch, I cross the law lineI'm 'bout mine, let's slang iron, Three run down with that Glock 9Motherf*ck if they clutchin', they all in trouble, I'ma bust mineHold on, grew up in that fire, huhHe came out a slime, huhHe don't wanna talk 'cause you gon' die, yeah ('Cause you gon' die)Muthaf*ck who come behind, huh'Cause bitch, we slangin' iron, huhTake his ass up top like high five, lookDon't give a f*ck 'bout who you callOr who come out of townThe city know we step on sh*t, I'm slimeDon't give a f*ck 'bout who they 'round'Cause we gon' get them allWe ain't the ones to rep on bitchCheck out my murder man dance, lookPull on side him, dump a hundred in the car (Boom, baow)Catch you slippin', then you ain't gon' see tomorrow (Uh-uh)This for Dump, behind him we dyin' hard (Uh)I go by top, get out your top, I draw the sword (Bitch, what up?)Everybody in here slimin' with a nigg*, ayyThey ain't on sh*t, they don't want no problem with a nigg*, yeahThese hoes ain't sh*t, I put a Remy on a pillow, yeahMention an opp, I tell her stop until it build up (Bitch, dumb)Bro just wrote me in a message and I read it, what it said?He joced off you about your ex and then he dead (That nigg* dead)I'm bangin' green but I get mad and leave all redI been that nigg*, you gon' get that through your headBitch, yeahGrew up in that fire, huhHe came out a slime, huhHe don't wanna talk 'cause you gon' die, yeah ('Cause you gon' die)Muthaf*ck who come behind, huh'Cause bitch, we slangin' iron, huhTake his ass up top like high five, lookDon't give a f*ck 'bout who you callOr who come out of townThe city know we step on sh*t, I'm slimeDon't give a f*ck 'bout who they 'round'Cause we gon' get them allWe ain't the ones to rep on bitchCheck out my murder man dance, lookGrew up in that fireHe came out a slimeHe don't wanna talk 'cause you gon' die, yeah (You gon' die)(This is the sound)Don't give a f*ck who come behind'Cause bitch we slangin' ironTake his ass up top like high fiveDon't give a f*ck 'bout who you callOr who come out of townThe city know we step on sh*t, yeah (We gon' kill them too)Don't give a f*ck 'bout who they 'round (Nah)'Cause we gon' get them all (All)We ain't the ones to rep on bitch

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Black Cloud - YoungBoy Never...

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@Jule

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PlayBoy on this bitch but he ain't playingI'm thatSmoke a blunt of strong, tell me, is you with that?I'm just tyna get to know you baby, tell me where you getting at (I been that)And I can take your pain to the NeverlandToo busy being wildRoll out, roll out, roll outPull up then we show outGo up, rock outThey pretend for the cloutI am way too cool for y'allI only care 'bout myselfI think I've seen a black cloudOkay, I walk inLooking around like where am I at?I just see the girl who's stuck in my headTried to stay away but she reelin' me inWe could have fun for the whole weekendGotta thank God for the big backendWe just had a whole new pack came inI just went and bought new Chanel lenseWent on tour and I got new fansReal deal slime, got diamonds on my handsReal shooter time, I just made a hundred bandsLost one friend and I gotta advanceYoung rich nigg* need to buy me some landReal gold digger, she don't need no manShe so thick and the tone of her skinMake a nigg* wanna try dating againOh Holly, I'm so sorryYou my only friendI feel you right onside meI never want this for the endYour energy keep on callingI pick upIt seems like I can't keep 'em off meRoll out, roll out, roll out, roll outPull up then we show outGo up, rock outThey pretend for the cloutI am way too cool for y'allI only care 'bout myselfI think I've seen a black cloudRoll out, roll out, roll out, roll outPull up then we show outGo up, rock outThey pretend for the cloutI am way too cool for y'allI only care 'bout myselfI think I've seen a black cloudReal street nigg*, why they hatin' on me?Tell me why I got this pain inside of meI tried to leave the beef alone, yeah honestlyBut I've been leaving nigg*s dead inside the streetsOhhGot them friends tryna bait us I say "hell nah"I'm like HollyAll these f*ckin drugs that I'm onI got blood running down my armsI don't wanna be aloneThey f*cking fake the sh*t they say, it only make me strongerCut out the tops now your dawgs done went missin'We clear out the block with a stick and a GlizzyWe cut off her hair when she tryna commit itInterviewed by reporters while sittin' in the BentleyThey know I did it while I'm rapping 'bout killingTruth for my city, I'ma say how I feelThey say that nigg* got several convictionsYou know how I'm coming, you know how we livingSmoke a blunt, a strong, tell me, is you with that?I'm just tyna get to know you baby, tell me where you getting atI been that and I can take your pain to the NeverlandToo busy being who I amRoll out, roll out, roll out, roll outPull up then we show outGo up, rock outThey pretend for the cloutI am way too cool for y'allI only care 'bout myselfI think I've seen a black cloudOkay

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AI Nash - YoungBoy Never...

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@Raghed

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BJ on the beat, boyWhy the temperature say 80 degreesAnd I'm the only one f*ckin' cold in here?Maybe 'cause you're the only one with all these goddamn chains onYou think?(Goddamn, BJ with another)13 hoes like Steve NashLouis V duffle, keep the racks in the bagI'm tryna take the whole team inI got enough rooms for all they assFollow who back? Tell the hoe follow mePlenty racks, thirty straps in my Kollar jeansGot them Forgiato wheels, steady tearin' up the streetsGot a nigg* whole will in these Diesel jeansTake a dub, get some 'woods from the storeActin' tough, put some wood on a hoePlenty lumber, we be ridin' like some huntersIn the jungle, in the neck of the woods with my brosAsk Patrol, I ain't never gon' foldWhen they go down, we gon' see who gon' frozeAnd my chain on freezeDon't correct the way I speak, if I ain't f*ckin' up my countAyy, why you watching what I'm doin'?She took shots and won over TopI'm on a lap, but won't go overboardI'm feelin' her, she feelin' Lil TopHe want someone else every time I get boredI'ma sin like I'm 'Sace, he play all the chordsIf you call out for help, I'll never ignore itAny diamond you want, I got caked up for itWake up chasin' that money, we makin' up for it, yeahThey wan' ride with the slime (Let's go)Ride with the, ride with the, ride with the slimeShe gon' take all the time for her to play with my mindShe tryna f*ck up my grind, ain't no way that nigg* slime, ooh13 hoes like Steve NashLouis V duffle, keep the racks in the bagI'm tryna take the whole team inI got enough rooms for all they assFollow who back? Tell the hoe follow mePlenty racks, thirty straps in my Kollar jeansGot them Forgiato wheels, steady tearin' up the streetsGot a nigg* whole will in these Diesel jeansCar go, from a push of a buttonGun go, from a look all of suddenI got money steady comin' as I'm spendin' every hundredDead man by the bundle, you can join if you wannaWhy she dissin' on a nigg*? I ain't stuntin' on a hoeI got money, I said, I can transform any hoeMake a bitch 4K Trey, I'ma learn me a hoeCut the grass for the snakes 'til the lawn motor blow13 hoes like Steve NashLouis V duffle, keep the racks in the bagI'm tryna take the whole team inI got enough rooms for all they assFollow who back? Tell the hoe follow mePlenty racks, thirty straps in my Kollar jeansGot them Forgiato wheels, steady tearin' up the streetsGot a nigg* whole will in these Diesel jeansGot a nigg* whole will in these Diesel jeansGot a nigg* whole will in these Diesel jeansFor whoever tryna follow me (For whoever tryna follow me)In a safe location, close to sea (In a safe location, close to sea)Hidin' out on the beach, no, literally(Hidin' out on the beach, no, literally)Away from the dramaIt's just me and me and my 5th baby mama (5th baby mama)You don't want no problemsGot that .45 up this bitch, that motor-stopper (That what Herm call it)They took red off the market, got six in the pint, for the 3K, I cop itBought a watch like a 10K, the X what it sign for, I come out my pocketI had to make me some spiritual choices to knock off his noggin'I wanted some sh*t with more horsesI went to the lot, had to widen the bodyRich nigg* sh*t, suck a rich nigg* dickAnd don't tell nobody about itCut you off like the hair on your twatBitch, I got youngins, they ready to stop sh*t13 hoes like Steve NashLouis V duffle, keep the racks in the bagI'm tryna take the whole team inI got enough rooms for all they assFollow who back? Tell the hoe follow mePlenty racks, thirty straps in my Kollar jeansGot them Forgiato wheels, steady tearin' up the streetsGot a nigg* whole will in these Diesel jeans13 hoes like Steve NashLouis V duffle, keep the racks in the bagI'm tryna take the whole team inI got enough rooms for all they assBJ on the beat, boy(Goddamn, BJ with another one)

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Testimony - YoungBoy Never...

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@Nisa

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(It's a Scalez track, ayy, tell 'em, "Run that back")Yeah, this Lil Top, nigg*, huhYou already know how I do it when I comeI'ma spit some gangster sh*t to youYou hear me? (Uh)Mama, I wanna tell you that I'm sorry for them hard timesI know I'm selfish, but behind you, I stay on my grindWish you can help me, but I'm sinnin', I need more moneyI need a blessin', I ain't been prayin', they don't wanna see me shineJaz fed over these hoes, I ain't never grow into a man, yeahFour-five in my coat, try me at Coach, you know I'm sprayin' itThis bitch plan on stayin' in my home, tryna find out where her man atAll night, I drink lean with that bitch and pop XanaxPlay with Top, nigg*, have your Glock, nigg*I come up straight from the block, me and Ten, we ran from cops, nigg*Check out how I got that guap, baby, it won't stop, nigg*Put switch on back of that Glock, hit him, have his body twitchin'Real gangster or a fake killer? Tell 'em, "f*ck with us"Had you front row at that funeral, nigg*, wonderin' if we split 'emI ain't even squeeze that trigger, that's that f*ckin' bag that hit himFour-door Magnum with a dirty .30, speedin' to the millions, bitch, get up with meYoung rockstar, oh, my GodI hope you out here late at night and got your right guideAin't no surrender, kill the killers, we fill them eyesSee street lights, that's a great way for the escape when it's late nightf*ck these puss* nigg*s hatin' on me, yeah, I said itThis is my testimony, yeahKnow that I gotta keep my weapon on meI'm a felon, but I gotta keep protection on meI came out at night, I got these diamonds on meBitches on me, know I can take it home with meBig .45 drum up on me with a beamI'ma put this bitch up on you, please don't run up on me (Oh)Save my soulOh, I miss my old self (yeah)Save my soulMan, this bitch ain't no help (It's a Scalez track, ayy, tell 'em, "Run that back")Pull up in that Rolls, baby girl, I'm shinin', I'm shinin'I was broke, now, baby, I got money in my pocketsCheck my mama, bitch, I put them diamonds on her bodyWhat the problem? You know young nigg* keep around a chopperMama, I wanna tell you that I'm sorry for them hard timesI know I'm selfish, but behind you, I stay on my grindWish you can help me, but I'm sinnin', I need more moneyI need a blessin', I ain't been prayin', they don't wanna see me shinef*ck these puss* nigg*s hatin' on me, yeah, I said itThis is my testimony, yeahKnow that I gotta keep my weapon on meI'm a felon, but I gotta keep protection on meI came out at night, I got these diamonds on meBitches on me, know I can take it home with meBig .45 drum up on me with a beamI'ma put this bitch up on you, please don't run up on me, no

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Umm Hmm - YoungBoy Never...

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@Lyam

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(I got Hitman on the beat)Uh(Top, nigg*)Spin it, don't compare me to these broke-ass nigg*sI ain't never blow the whistleStill see all my hoes officialKnow I control it by buyin' all the stolen pistols, yeahCan't tell me sh*t 'bout nothin' he saidHe'll leave you dead, I know my nigg*We make hot, exotic rentalsWhen you see that window roll downDon't fight back 'til that pole soundThis KelTec could knock hoes downBitch, get up out the wayYoungin 16That's who we got with the Drac' and he ain't got no aimUh, frontin' that frrt and blowin' flamesWe gon' fight these cases with tactics, we don't give no names4KTrey pallbearers, gravediggers, free Five, they got my slime in chainsTalk 'nough rah-rah, nigg*sThese nigg*s gon' die they touch my f*ckin' chainUmm hmmKickin' sh*t, umm hmmI hit that bitch, umm hmmI kick my stick, umm hmmI'm with that sh*t, that umm hmmGot hella bats, umm hmmBig-ass gats, umm hmmForeign whips, umm hmmMy bitch got a big old ass, umm hmmHa-ha, laughin', but I'll shoot you in your sh*t, hold up, baow, baowTake her, then I turn up your lil' bitch, hold up, wow, wowI came with it, make her scrape this extra water on my wristI got the money, I'm juggin', I'm bouncin'I'm bootin', know nothin' 'bout no juggernautI got them youngins, them hittersThem killers, you know they gon' turn this sh*t up a notchI got your ho and she bootin'I buy her a booty, she take 'em all to your spotI put your bitch on a missionShe comin' back with it, I buy her Chanel, uhBitch, I crash out with that semi, they gon' call 12Do the dash from them, skrrtWe don't stop for nothin', skrrtHold on, scrape the bowl, skrrt, skrrtI'm a savage on these hoesI don't wait for nothin'We'll drive off for to split them on the roadKickin' sh*t, umm hmmI hit that bitch, umm hmmI kick my stick, umm hmmI'm with that sh*t, that umm hmmGot hella bats, umm hmmBig-ass gats, umm hmmForeign whips, umm hmmMy bitch got a big old ass, umm hmmDo the dash from them, skrrtWe don't stop for nothin', skrrtHold on, scrape the bowl, skrrt, skrrtI'm a savage on these hoesI don't wait for nothin'We'll drive off for to split them on the roadHold up, umm hmm, I'm with that sh*tUmm hmm, I kick my stick

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My Body - YoungBoy Never...

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