F*** Ni**az

F*** Ni**az - Youngboy Never Broke Again

Lyrics by：Kentrell Gaulden/Michael Roberge

Composed by：Kentrell Gaulden/Michael Roberge

Produced by：ProdByBerge

Lil top

Berge always flexin' flexin'

I was smokin' on that ****

That **** that barely had me see

In the streets playin' Call of Duty

Walk 'round with a ARP

Think he lit

I'm leaving blood on his tee

Already know 'bout how I get

I'm leaving blood in the street

I'm a demon baby I don't talk

To moms and she don't talk to me

Take them sticks go crazy

Walk him down and knock him off his feet

Take my stick and blow that heat

Monkey do 'cause monkey see

Baby drinkin' on that deuce

But I drink double cup wit' lean

Wrong with these trippin'

Talkin' 'bout they gon' get me

Jump out bet not do no glitchin' boy

You best be wit' it

That Michael Jordan on they

I kick my pimpin'

I been cuttin' up on that R I ain't

Turn down in a minute bae

Like there he go there young boy

He on that d**e

Say he tryna up the score got 'em

Right at your front door

Take your ho 'cause you a ho

Youngins shoot up headstones

Talk that I'ma let you know

I'm gon' get your a*s gone boy

Demon boy my sister know I'ma step

And I be sleepin' wit' them demons

Get mad and then I'm tryna kill somebody

For no reason

Cut up when you see me baby girl

You need me

She saw me on TV Channel 9 one evenin'

Step on but all that

Talkin' make me wan' get even

Know we step on we catch you

Walkin' hit you in your beanie

In a cutlass like my cousin with

Them straps inside that boy

I'm a gang baby at night

I pray to get your a*s hit boy

Hold up

This another foreign car and

I drive it fast boy

And I keep a stick around this

To hit your head hard

We duck from them Fed cars

Make the police job hard

Stayin' with that nasty *****

We stretch 'em right inside the yard

I was smokin' on that **** that ****

That barely had me see

In the streets playin' Call of Duty

Walk 'round with

Think he lit

I'm leaving blood on his tee

Already know 'bout how I get

I'm leaving blood in the street

I'm a demon baby I don't talk to moms

And she don't talk to me

Take them sticks go crazy walk him down

And knock him off his feet

Take my stick and blow that heat

Monkey do 'cause monkey see

Baby drinkin' on that deuce

But I drink double cup wit' lean