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Youngboy Never Broke Again - Heading On Lyrics

Heading On Lyrics[Intro]
(I need to speak to Mike Laury)
(Yeah, you got Mike Laury)
(Dubba-AA flex)
Free DDawg
(Winning lottery numbers coming up)
Cocaine all white G-Nikes, so I hit the street right
Hangin 'round actin' like they lost some, know what it be like
I done seen how they change when I'm down
Riding round that P, smokin' dope just singin' loud (This Is The Sound)

[Chorus]
Motherfuck them if they don't know, I ain't gotta show
Marble floors, hella dope, somewhere smokin' strong though
Dirty bitches they done ran off left foreign cars sittin 'round in my home
Causin' me to head on
I say that that's that Maybach, Redeye, Rolls Royce, I'm on
Big Bentley, big benjis, one McLaren, hunnid rounds
Two houses, condo, bad bitches waitin' around
Tell me change but I can't do it, I'm fresh 'cause I got money now

[Verse 1]
Hella blocks, hella chops, thirty shottas, no trap spot
Plain jane, Patek Phileppe, arms reach of a crack pot
Get that Rollie, I'ma send it back, I don't like how the bezel sized
Scared for a nigga to see her arm sleeve she got hella dots
Soon as it drop then the body drop
Police comin', call it through the cell (Blrrt)
She ain't wit' a nigga she ain't 'round me now
It was the same way laid inside a cell
Tryna step on somethin', payin' to get me killed
In that Redeye straight from out of hell
Got to much money to be out here stuntin'
And these dirty bitches don't wan' let me live

[Pre-Chorus]
What you talkin? All my kids got M's of peace
I knock suomethin' off I don't wan' talk
Ayy, where the money? Where the lean? Goddamn
Fuck 'em all, I achieve
I ain't gotta stand for shit, I got it all on my sleeve

[Chorus]
Motherfuck them if they don't know, I ain't gotta show
Marble floors, hella dope, somewhere smokin' strong though
Dirty bitches they done ran off left foreign cars sittin 'round in my home
Causin' me to head on
I say that that's that Maybach, Redeye, Rolls Royce, I'm on
Big Bentley, big benjis, one McLaren, hunnid rounds
Two houses, condo, bad bitches waitin' around
Tell me change but I can't do it, I'm fresh 'cause I got money now

[Verse 2]
Big stack, look, there go YoungBoy, his lit ass wit' that big gat
Cemetary yard, I can't pass, tell 'em risk that
Don't care 'bout how you cut it, you not makin' me (Not makin' me, nah)
Give a fuck 'bout if they clutchin', I say spray that shit (I say)
I say pop that boy (Bah), I say shoot that bitch
While I wait on my house to get gutted, I flood my wrist
I say hit the switch, I say put it in sport ain't got no kick
I say lean, stand, stand right, aim right nigga for you hit that stick

[Pre-Chorus]
What you talkin? All my kids got M's of peace
I knock suomethin' off I don't wan' talk
Ayy, where the money? Where the lean? Goddamn
Fuck 'em all, I achieve
I ain't gotta stand for shit, I got it all on my sleeve

[Chorus]
Motherfuck them if they don't know, I ain't gotta show
Marble floors, hella dope, somewhere smokin' strong though
Dirty bitches they done ran off left foreign cars sittin 'round in my home
Causin' me to head on
I say that that's that Maybach, Redeye, Rolls Royce, I'm on
Big Bentley, big benjis, one McLaren, hunnid rounds
Two houses, condo, bad bitches waitin' around
Tell me change but I can't do it, I'm fresh 'cause I got money now

[Outro]
(This Is The Sound)