Black Lyrics – YoungBoy Never Broke Again

Black Lyrics by YoungBoy Never Broke Again is a New English song from the album “I Rest My Case” sung by popular rapper YoungBoy Never Broke Again. Lyrics of this song are penned down by YoungBoy Never Broke Again and music produced by Kid Krazy.

Song Details
Singer : YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Album : I Rest My Case
Lyrics : YoungBoy Never Broke Again, Powers Pleasant
Music : Kid Krazy, Powers Pleasant, Jasiah
Label : Motown Records

Black Lyrics

Hm, hm, hm, mm
Pull up, G-Wagen, uh, mm
Mm
Different, mm (They hoes)
Uh, hey, yeah, uh-huh (These ni***s, they hoes)
We don’t f**k with these ni***s, they hoes (What?)
Fire, bi**h, gang, uh, uh, uh
(We don’t f**k with these ni***s, they hoes)
Mm, mm (We don’t f**k with these ni***s, they hoes)

Who the f**k is lil’ shawty?
Where the f**k is your ni**a?
How you get to this party? Don’t be Backwoods, I like Swishers
I gotta Draco in the sack now, keep the car, tryna knock out the engine
I keep this sh*t kickin’ on top of my pendant
Dirty rod in my pouch, gotta know I ain’t slippin’ (Go)
Black, hm, hm, I want everything black, uh (Black)
I want everything black (Black), I’m burnin’ everything, black (Black)
I want that a**, fat, my Range Rover black
I want a whole ‘nother bag, huh, I want a hunnid round Gat
And I want lil’ shawty, she bad, huh, I wanna beat in the back
And I wanna kill all my opps, they ain’t comin’ back
I want hit her, she thick (Woo), I wanna keep dissin’ on tracks
And I went bought like thirty Rollies like a ni**a really fly
Wait, hm, like a ni**a really fly, mm
And I want damn near thirty Rollies like a ni**a really fly
Ha, haha, like a ni**a really fly, ha
And I’m so high, might fly a bi**h off, finna dye my hair
These rappers be talkin’ this sh*t and they broke
And they know for a fact I make slimes pull up
They be stealin’ the swag so we f**kin’ they hoe
Pick her up, beat the bi**h in the back of my truck
I don’t care, all this money not here for the shirt
Lil’ ride me on top while I sit in the chair
I be fiendin’, bi**h, I be takin’ these (…?)
I could pull her sh*t off ’cause I pay for the hair
Different, mm-ah
I don’t f**k with these ni***s, they hoes
We don’t f**k with these ni***s, they hoes
Why you think we be f**kin’ they hoes?
Tell ’em that I was just f**kin’
How you think that I pay for that Rolls?
I just kept dope in the paint
They know that I brought my bros