Youngboy Never Broke Again - Bring em Out Piano
Bring 'Em Out
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
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Yeah that too (Playboi in this bowwow, just he ain't playin' though) Bring 'em out (out) For that money, I'ma rush all day (bring information technology) Ain't no trippin', they bring it, I count it up now I ain't hear nothin' y'all say (nah) They don't know I came up from the bottom (bop) Simply they know that these niggas exist flodgin' (flodgin') She don't f*ck with me 'cause of a dollar (huh) From the hood, simply shorty a model (let'southward get) If I see the lil' bitch, I run down on a bitch I don't bust information technology from out of the car I got bitches curlicue 6s, on God Lockin' in similar she a lil' boy Own't no holdin' nothin' back, I get difficult How I live, I exist playin' my cards On the real, I got bro with the rod He gon' shoot the minute he saw information technology He gon' take off, I'm pointin' the mozzie Become that money and f*ck on these hoes Run it up, and and so stick to the code Double up, information technology'due south the life that he chose I be steppin' in Margiela more I got Louboutin all on my clothes On these pills, I exist tweakin', I'k froze Hunnid, hunnid, took straight off his nose Hunnid, hunnid, lookout straight off his nose My baby a baby, be screamin' out, "Slatt" (Slatt) Spend a cheque and I'm gettin' it back Existent gangster, ride 'round in a Lex' Mitt out money, so broke, get a pack Every couple months, I requite her a bag Every ii weeks, she go go her a wax Permit 'em continue talkin', I been on his ass Let 'em continue talkin', I been on his ass I'ma spin on his ass, I'ma blow out his mind Permit off a shot, you on state of war with the slime Ride in the forepart, exercise the nuance, I'one thousand slidin' Pullin' straight upwards with your bitch on the side Pull upwards, start dumpin', and sendin' a sign Real gangsters, they know he a ho, he exist hidin' Nigga sold out a show, we gon' send a deposit (Bitch uh) Turn upwardly, bad, yeah I'yard the one you lot talk 'tour with these hoes I got greenbacks, yeah I make full my pocket with these rolls I'thou the man, yeah, asked her for to leave, she ain't wan' go I'chiliad in a bang, yeah I got drones, don't nobody demand sticks if you ain't know I can dig up some gold like LSU Make a trounce with' the Glock like I'm Saddam She be talkin' to me like a babe Had to ask the lil' ho, "Where your mother went?" Don't wan' f*ck her, I lie I been celibate Play that function until y'all come up relevant Requite a handbag I know they gon' stride on shit I play dumb, don't wan' hear what they tellin' me I'ma gangsta for real, ain't no cappin' If I tell 'em to kill, they gon' postage stamp it I be thuggin' for real, I don't panic You could play, transport a shot at yo' mammy Findin' money effectually similar some dandruff I be dancin' similar Elvis, become Manson Helter Skelter, I kill a whole clan in Sell pride, Then I go back to plannin' She ain't right tryna trap with a baby I went dumb, you went back and go brazy She gon' find out 'bout that and go crazy Stay down, kept it existent, and he made it They be thinkin' that Baba Jamaican He gon' go to the Mexi' He a man-homo I got Molly in me like a beach tan I put J on my feet with the old Vans I went bought 23 with the sometime money I could get pull out some old hunnids I got a whole lot of new money I say a word, get you lot fronted I say a word, get y'all knocked off I have the charge, it's my fault I send them youngins to spin where yous be at To knock you off and your bro, dog And I go the addy or drop where you exist at We gon' blow information technology and tear the whole house down And I'm on the block where you barley could exist at Information technology won't take you that long to get shot down If they deep every bit a bitch, I'ma spray effectually Hit the trap in the n where I'm hardly plant Sometime heads, they evict, they gon' roll around If they know that they got it, they do information technology at present I got money, that'due south information technology? Man y'all got me trippin' in this bitch, man Own't nothin' merely slime nigga, own't nothin'
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Written by: Jarrian Thompson, Kentrell Gaulden, Samuel Thanni
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