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Youngboy Never Broke Again - Yes Lord Trapped Out Lyrics

Yes Lord (Trapped Out) Lyrics[Intro]
Who Made This Shit? TayTay Made The Beat
I’m cut, I’m cut from a different cloth than these niggas, you hear me?
You pussy niggas got it out the street, we got it out the mud

[Verse]
Trap House, trapped out, whole lotta’ traffic
Hold on, I got the heroin
For my bro, invest in packs
Big knots, big knots
Get that money, and I stack it
Fuck that bitch come out the hills, I want the one that’s ratchet (Slime)
I don’t give no fuck ‘bout where you catch me at, you know I got my iron
They catch me with this blick on me, I’m gon’ get plenty fuckin’ time
What it is? That bitch slime, they gon’ lock me on that line
While up in jail, a thousand dollars, give me a Smith & Wesson knife
You fuck with him, I fuck with you
You waste my time, you down bad
You told me lies, I kept it real, and bitch I always had your back
Them niggas shot up my whole car, BaBa got them up off my ass
I know you heard about that story of that pussy pumpin’ gas
(?)
He got filled up
Bow, Bow (Bow)
Bitch, you know you hit at us
Missed, you should’ve had some luck
Vest on, all in Walmart
I got this Beretta, sumn’ and plus my wife gon’ fire sumn’
So, let’s do it nigga
I’m with that, old pussy ass nigga, let’s get straight to it nigga
Bitch I Bust them, bust back
(Wow, wow)
I got the racks on me, got that strap on me
Got lil baby on me, but you know that I’m a slime
Got these chains dancin’ on me
I got my momma totin’ that heat
I got my sister with that blick
My whole family a murder tree
7 million with no fee, my fuckin’ house, it wasn’t cheap
I want ‘em shot out in his mouth the way they did bro in the street
Check the way I walk, I pop these Xans, they cut like me
I spray the whole fuckin’ car soon as they pull up, lean
I’ma shoot a video on top of racks, soon as they let me free, yeah
Pussy nigga, that’s yo ass, you try one game wit’ me
I fuck with shawty, and she fuck with me
I’m from the bottom, where we throw your body in the sea
Who gon’ keep it trill with me?
Who gon’ really have my back?
YoungBoy, why you act like that?
Cause I’ll never trust yo’ ass

[Outro]
(I got the racks on me, got that strap on me)
(Got lil baby on me, but you know that I’m a slime)
(Got these chains dancin’ on me)
(I got my momma totin’ that heat)
(I got my sister with that blick)
(My whole family a murder tree)