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Youngboy Never Broke Again - Gd Galaxy Lyrics

[Intro]
(Wake up, F1LTHY)

[Chorus]
Woah, hey (Woah)
Bitch I came from space
Bitch I'm born in space
Bitch I need some space
I was on the Wockhardt, I'll pour out the bottle
All these bitches wanna know 'bout Nevada
They was talkin' 'bout I fell off but I'm ballin'
All these bitches just wan' live in my coffin
Top baby, Top
I just got a brand new Jag'
I just got a brand new ink, huh
I want a brand new Double R, nigga ain’t rich like me
Pussy ass nigga I want that boy
Got his whole clique extinct
Pussy ass nigga I don’t like you boys
I kill you inside the streets
Me and Baba was totin’ them straps and post at Busy B
Now lil' Shawty wan' come over get busy with me
I been rollin' and rollin' she know what I need

[Verse]
I got straps inside this motherfucker, hold up, woah
I got packs in my backpack on sidе of my cutter
Get your ass whacked insidе this motherfucker, nigga, baow
I don't wanna fuck tonight I'm missing grandmother (Ouu, ouu)
Ouu, huh, got these youngins sticked up, and they'll leave ya dead boy (Ouu, ouu)
I got these youngins sticked up they'll hit y'all in ya head boy
Ridin' 'round in them big trucks, ridin' 'round in G-Wagon
I ain’t never joined them, nigga stop that cappin', let's do it (Let's do it)
Yeah
Bae gon' fuck on me (Yeah, yeah), they will never be (Woah)
Bae wan' live with me (Let do it), yeah, yeah
Let do it
But I'll be alright baby, as soon as I call (Pew)
Let 'em play with Lil Top baby, I'll knock they ass off, huh
Lit inside this bitch and I ain’t doin' one thing for clout
Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up
I’m with that shit my nigga
Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that
I’m with that shit my nigga
Hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up
I’m with that shit young nigga
I don’t care about that trippin’, lil nigga can get it
Catch 'em and I buy what I wanna
Nigga check how I kick it
That drank when I get, it sip it, got a bitch from the bottom
Hit that bitch with yougins with switches
They catch you slippin', hit it, callin' your honor
Motherfuck every case I’m just ready to beat it
Nigga I got too much money
[Chorus]
Woah, hey (Woah)
Bitch I came from space
Bitch I’m born in space
Bitch I need some space
I was on the wock hard I pour up the bottle
All these bitches wanna know ‘bout Nevada
They was talkin’ ‘bout I fell off but I’m ballin’
All these bitches just wan’ live in my coffin (Lil Top baby, Top)
I just got a brand new Jag
I just got a brand new ink
I wanna brand new Double R, nigga ain’t rich like me
Pussy ass nigga I want that boy
Got his whole clique extinct
Pussy ass nigga I don’t like you boys
I kill you inside the streets
Me and Baba was totin’ them straps and post at Busy B
Now lil’ shawty wan’ come over get busy with me
I be rollin’ and rollin’ she know what I need