Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Nawfside, artist - YoungBoy Never Broke Again. Album song 38 Baby 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 23.04.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Never Broke Again
Song language: English
Nawfside |
I got youngins on the corner strapped with Glocks watchin' for opps |
Got plenty shooters, got plenty guns, how many drugs? |
I’d say a lot |
Reporting live, and bitch, you in here, wooly tucked |
Who they fuck they thought this was? |
We ain’t moving no cars |
Bitch, this me out here (It's me) |
He can try and that nigga gon' die, go to playin' with them rods |
We gon' put him to sleep out here (Bah) |
Old snake ass hoes, nigga know that they fuck with them boys |
They ain’t 'posed to be out here |
I’m slime, see straight green out here |
4KTrey, bitch, we deep out here |
Gon' make her take her top off |
Make her get straight out her body |
I’ma get that nigga knocked off |
You’d do the same if you knew 'bout it |
Hold on, wait, and blow the cock off |
Shoot this bitch at everybody (Bah, bah) |
Don YoungBoy, know I’m Gotti |
I don’t pay for the drop, I cop it (Let's go) |
Twenty for to split a nigga’s shit, okay |
Check how bloody it get, okay |
Pussy nigga can’t spin back, no way |
I’ma pop a nigga cap off top, on Dave |
Steady spendin' money and it’s coming each way |
Flyin' in the Lam' through the land, out of state |
All the hoes wanna stay, but it’s no cheap stay |
Double cup to the face, out of line with the gang |
No mans, take a nigga pack with ten |
Hit a nigga ass soon as he whipped in (Bah) |
Load up, spinnin' the pack, where they been? |
'Fore we hopped in the car, I done had me one in |
Sent them slimes at that bitch, I’ma send 'em again |
I’m the slimiest, bitch, I’ma say it again |
And my mom with the shit, we be lockin' it in |
On the Wraith with my bitch, two-hundred and ten |
Come from LP to Marco, check my barcode, I’m straight out the pen |
Red River plus Wells Fargo, what’s the amount? |
Do I spend my advance? |
Keep a dirty pistol in my fuckin' pants (Oh, come on, yeah) |
We stepped on them |
We gon' murder you with that fuckin' plan (Go 'head, fuck nigga, don’t show) |
Twenty for to split a nigga’s shit, okay |
Check how bloody it get, okay |
Pussy nigga can’t spin back, no way |
I’ma pop a nigga cap off top, on Dave |
Steady spendin' money and it’s coming each way |
Flyin' in the Lam' through the land, out of state |
All the hoes wanna stay, but it’s no cheap stay |
Double cup to the face, out of line with the gang |
I said, «Stop it» |
You could act like you want smoke |
I ain’t here for no joke, I’ll fuck 'round and pop it |
Give a fuck 'bout no camera, don’t play with my bro |
Strip his ass at the store, we gon' go in his pockets |
Go back-to-back, tally for tally |
No, hollow for hollow, stand toe-to-toe with anybody |
We gon' get at 'em back-to-back with the strap |
Me and DD do that, nigga, check how he move with that shotty |
Let that nigga talk, he ain’t taking nothin' off |
Let that nigga live 'til he come to the North |
I already know the deal, I ain’t even gotta talk |
Big B get him killed, meet me back at the house |
Two up for to serve to somebody |
My brother who got it, we ridin' around in a drought |
I’m stuffing that in my pocket |
I’ll step on somebody, I’ll flash, they open they mouth |
Mmm, okay, uh |
Pussy ass nigga, okay, uh |
Broke ass nigga, okay, uh |
Scary ass nigga, no way |
Bitch, I’m fine, I’m straight, uh |
Bitch, I’m doing okay, mm |
Bitch, get out my face |
YoungBoy, 4KTrey |