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Youngboy Never Broke Again - Hold 13 Lyrics

Hold 13 Lyrics
This track was first previewed in the trailer of YoungBoy’s third 2020 project Top. The song’s title is currently unconfirmed.[Intro]
(What up Rippah?)
More than a nigga ever thought, oh
Ridin' with a Glock and it hold thirteen, oh (Ayy, this bitch hold thirteen, nigga)
We be duckin' from the laws, they tryna capture me, oh (Ayy, we be out here)

[Verse]
I got experience, no degrees
I done put five on the tee (Ah, ah)
We hunt you down about that money
You ain't gotta hire me (Ah, ah)
But fuck that, I'm out my body
I'll stick this bitch like Meech (Bitch, bitch)
Just sold two birds of that Bobby
For thirty-five, talkin' each
Feel like Ross on the runway
Pull up, it's strictly gun play
We introduce you to that gangster shit, you turnin' this way
They killed lil' Dave when I was 12, made 20, knocked off his face
Them niggas took a piecе of my heart so for a bitch ain't no space
On my jalooper with thе toolie, riding round through my town
I put that toolie right on Fooli', talking like he get down
Master mind I got the blueprint, in the car with a bitch that zip shit (Niggas know I fuck with three grams)
I don't fuck with many, that be three bitch
My lil' youngin' only 16, he don't know a thing but zip shit
We be killin' shit from close range, run down, we known to flip shit
Steady yellin' free lil' D-Dawg
Say gangster with that be 'bout (be 'bout)
Just know we gotta see y'all
Say Rippa, let the beat fall
You claimin' that you real, then what's your definition (What's your definition?)
We step on shit for real, we at it with the system
Don't leave no clues, you play then you another victim (Another victim)
We pull up and we spray you, just another killin' (Another killin')
Ain't no handout, all these bullets get handout
Still'll kill yo' ass, talking head bust with your pants down
Can't give no bitch no chance now
Now look here, watch that bad mouth
Two-sixty, while you sittin' admirin'
That's just what the McLaren cost
Told that bitch ass nigga stand down
I done knocked 'bout four of his mans down
Hard shit, pull up we spraying 'round
Since you wanna gang up, got the police wanna frame us but they could never tame us
These bitch ass niggas ain't gon' step on nothing, they know we known to stain something (Stain something, oh)

[Open Verse]