like i know youngboy never broke again lyrics english

[Intro]
Shoot any nigga in the face behind NBA, believe that
You already know that be my song nigga, you heard me
Stay up in your place nigga

You hear that beat, get on the ground
Goddamn, BJ with another one
Shoutout to KP for that beat

Like I know, know like I know
What she say? What she say, she say “Big 4L”?
Ayy, ayy, I ain’t, I ain’t even gon’ get on your ass
Bboy dripping that

[Verse 1]
I bet yo’ momma be destroyed nigga
When we send yo stupid ass to God for makin’ statements
Choosin’ sides about my beef with them lil boys

I can say I saw it, you can say I was your favorite, nigga
Better stay up in your place bitch
Fuck around get yo face split any day nigga
They know I’m a demon, you ain’t met the devil til you seen me
The day I get ’em hit

We gon’ kill the bitch inside of Neimans for any reason
I dont give a fuck how you treat your body
Give a fuck ’bout your cleanin
I dont give a fuck about no bitch

You can have these hoes cause I don’t need em
They know I step on shit, playin’ round with that slime, oh
I sing the blues, know you in tune

‘Bout how we knock ’em down like dominos
Youngboy Lucciano, we pull on side, shoot up the car though
Plenty clips like Leonardo, them slimes go wherever I go

[Chorus]
I want his soul, he gon’ get it (Get it)
I hope you know like I know
Gon’ die from choosin’ sides though

I’m smellin blood and I’m feinin’ (Feinin, I’m feinin’)
Bitch you gon’ die and I know (Gon’ die)
Yo momma cryin’ on the front row (The front row)

[Verse 2]
Nigga better ask Blasian about me
How we catch ’em bad and take his shit
Leave ’em stripped, the police think we raped the bitch
Nigga better not play with this and my momma know

I’m a demon seed, I’m into facin’ shit
Hope yo niggas know not to be inside that car
Soon as the draco hit

Old pussy ass nigga, ain’t no coppin’ pleas, shouldn’t said shit
You ain’t gettin no pass nigga
You gon’ rep the same block as that bitch
That’s gon’ be yo ass nigga

Who runnin’, duckin’ all these sticks
I’m lettin’ you know I ain’t even serious on this bitch
Nigga suck my dick

I’m facin’ seven years, I ain’t known to shed a tear
These niggas dyin’, I be the slime
These niggas could click up all they want, bitch cross that line
He postin’ coms but ain’t got more whips than as I, huh

All you hoe ass niggas ain’t got more millions than AI, huh
On the phone with Stunna, my five
Now it’s my time, where, in the house reside

These niggas lucky, claim that they thuggin’
But know that be my style
Scary ass ain’t realer than my child
Means to win, bitch I’m gon’ dive if no gun on my side
I’m a gangster, and all that claimin’ they proposin
I bet I make it stop

[Chorus]
I want his soul, he gon’ get it
I hope you know like I know
Gon’ die from choosin’ sides though
I’m smellin blood and I’m feinin’
Bitch you gon’ die and I know
Yo momma cryin’ on the front row

[Verse 3]
All these niggas tryna to be the biggest rapper
While I’m tryna wrap ’em, in a body bag with a toe tag
In his last meetin’ with the pastor
I know a nigga who got instagram and twitter

Still ain’t tryna master
How he play wit’ me and he know I play for keeps
Knowin’ I will clap ’em, I don’t give a fuck my nigga
Just like your friend you’ll bite the dust lil nigga
Nigga you ain’t blood

You ain’t ready for to see some brains layin’ around the club
Them niggas scared, know they can’t fuck with us
But that’s the side you run with
Know my momma know

My sister and all my brothers be on dumb shit
I’m a grown ass mane, so on the internet I don’t post pics
I’m too caught up in this thug life I’m still hidin’ from the feds list

In my bed, I seen the interview
And my first thought, man I said this
Whole industry don’t even know me
But they still wanna see my head split

[Break]
These niggas hoes, these niggas know I know
I don’t, I don’t think these niggas wanna do it slime
I’m surprised your parents ain’t tellin you don’t wanna do it slime
You heard me, these niggas know how I get down, yea

And fuck all these niggas, the whole industry don’t like me
And I don’t like all them bitches, believe that
It’s gravediggin’, 4KT, Northside 38 we put guns to the face

Bitch ass nigga who gon’ die today, FreeDDAWG (Ha)
I don’t like none of these niggas, I don’t like none of ’em
I don’t like, I don’t like nobody

Bitch ass nigga, what you gon’ do?
You can fuck all my baby mommas
I don’t like them hoes neither, fuck ’em nigga, fuck it

[Chorus]
I want his soul, he gon’ get it
I hope you know like I know (They know)
Gon’ die from choosin‘ sides though (They know)

I’m smellin blood and I’m feinin’ (Yea)
Bitch you gon’ die and I know
Yo momma cryin’ on front row (Front row)

[Outro]
Yo momma cryin’ on front row, yea
I hope you know like I know
Slimeto, get at me

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