NBAYOUNGBOAT lyrics

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Quavo


[Intro: Lil Yachty & YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Wop, skrrt
(Skrrt, skrrt)
Wop, wop
(Skrrt-skrrt, skrrt-skrrt) I don't know what you take me for ho (Lil Boat, wop, wop)
I ain't goin' for it (Wop)

[Verse 1: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Young n*gga, rich n*gga, I'm a bad b*tch getter
f*ck n*gga, ho n*gga, I don't f*ck with broke n*ggas
Always held my own since I jumped up off the porch, n*gga
You ain't know, now you know, n*gga, Hi-Tech pour a four, n*gga

[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
b*tch run me my sack before I come in
80,000 dollars plus a jet on a backend
20 twin twins finna get plucked like a chicken
Brother locked up, he spent much time in the kitchen
We ain't really with none of that pretendin' and sh*t (—tendin' and sh*t)
I got six Catholic hoes in here sinnin' and sh*t (Sinnin' and sh*t)
Pour that sh*t up, bust it down (Woo)
Bought a new crib, it got several amenities (Gang)
You gon' get shot like the Kennedys (Yeah)
f*ckin' with Lil Boat and YB (Doot, pew)

[Verse 3: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Carbine it sound like a dump truck (Trra)
Soon as I up, he gon' back up (Boom, boom)
She wanna f*ck, I'ma smash her (Smash)
He want a verse, I'ma tax him (I'ma tax him)
Say you want smoke, it ain't 'bout nothing
I know that n*gga ain't 'bout nothing (He ain't 'bout it)
Bring out the boat when the flood coming
Strapped with a TEC when you pull up on me
[Verse 4: Lil Yachty]
I'm with the .38 baby, my neck see more water than the Navy (Gang)
I was finna f*ck your b*tch, my n*gga then I got lazy (Ugh)
I saw your new watch, that sh*t cool but my sh*t crazy
Canary yellow diamonds in my mouth like I bit a daisy (Yeah)
I'm with Lil Baby, yeah, keep a .380, yeah (Pew-pew)
I'm with big Slime, yeah, you know we goin' brazy, yeah (Slatt)

[Verse 5: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
17 with four babies, yeah
Lotta money, know they hate me, yeah
One on four, they try to play me, yeah
Shoot his ass right up in here (Pew-pew, pew-pew)
Diamonds, they shine like a headlight (Shine)
I keep that lil' b*tch if her head right
I'ma lay up and f*ck on her every night (Every night)
When I'm leavin' I'm headin' straight to the flight (No)
Got a tiger but no I'm not Mike Tyson (Mike Tyson)
Scuff in the club like Fight Night (Fight Night)
I make that lil' ho act right (Act right)
I tell that b*tch f*ck up my sack right (b*tch)

[Verse 6: Lil Yachty & YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Put that lil' b*tch on a Spirit flight (Gang)
Return her next to me one night (Nyoom)
We running and ducking from squad lights (Woo)
I got 32 shots in the gun fight
These n*ggas sweet like a honey bun (Sweet)
Don't worry 'bout where my money from
At the crib, on the couch, we got huntin' guns (Doot)
Dissect his hand from his other arm (Doot, doot, doot)
Young n*gga, rich n*gga, I'm a big bag getter (Woo)
b*tch n*gga, snitch n*gga, never met a real n*gga (b*tch)
Never had six figures, my b*tch do tricks n*gga
I go by Lil Boat and I'm coolin' with some real hittas (Gang)
Whip on the wrist, that's a brick on the fist, n*gga
No light needed for this chain, it's gon' glist n*gga (Yeah)
VS, one stone, that sh*t not far from flawless
f*ck a pretty b*tch, n*gga, my money gorgeous, b*tch
[Outro: Lil Yachty]
Lil Boat
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