Anti-Social Lyrics – YoungBoy Never Broke Again (Slime Cry Album)

Read the full Anti-Social lyrics by YoungBoy Never Broke Again from the album Slime Cry along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Youngboy Never Broke Again’s music, you can also explore Badder Than Yours and Perfecto, two other songs by Youngboy Never Broke Again.

[Intro]
(Mally Mall)
(Simo Fre just killed it)

[Verse 1]
1980 s*it, pressing on the highway
Come here, how you doing, s*xy?
Let’s go back to my place
Tryna tell her that I’m selfish, I don’t wan’ do it, if it ain’t my way
Tryna finish with my tour, so the jet I lured back to Norway

[Chorus]

I done ran it up (Ran it up), we’ll be popping bottles, ’til the sun come up (Come up)
I be trapping with my partners, so the plug slow up (Slow up)
And it’s time
We seen them things are not that funny, anymore
So, excuse me, if I’m acting anti-social

[Verse 2]
I done drunk so much of lean, I’m overdosing
I ain’t with that trolling, quit all that acting, like you know me
Antidosis, antidote, hit the boy and fall to pieces
We’ll kick a door quick, make ’em hit the floor and I want all that s*it
Rocking out (Rocking out), sold out my arena (Sold out my arena)
And the b!tch been giving side eyes, told her I’ll leave her (B!tch, I’ll leave ya)
Shoot this b!tch up like Joey Zaza, onomatopoeia (Rrr, rrr)
All my problems, I’m just watching fall down to my liter

[Refrain]
She say, “I ain’t wanna write you, I say I won’t need it” (Ha)
Girl, why did I accept to start to cry, when you leave it? (Ha)
I’m a thug and I’d fight that boy, for your love, I can beat him (I could beat him, ha)
All the opps and all the unnecessary girls, I delete them

[Chorus]
I done ran it up, we’ll be popping bottles, ’til the sun come up (Come up)
I be trapping with my partners, so the plug slow up (Slow up)

And it’s time
We seen them things are not that funny, anymore
So, excuse me, if I’m acting anti-social

[Verse 3]
Your waterfall
I create a thunderstorm with these guns
They’ll be raining down
Diamonds they cover my bed, it pay ’cause I’m draining, can you charge me up? (Yo)

[Refrain]
She say, “I ain’t wanna write you, I say I won’t need it” (I ain’t wanna write you)
Girl, why did I accept to start to cry, when you leave it? (Run it up)
I’m a thug and I’d fight that boy, for your love, I can beat him (I could beat him)
All the opps and all the unnecessary girls, I delete them

[Verse 4]
I want the whole house furnished by Rick Owens hisself (Oh)
I want the cannonball and have it signed by Johnny Depp (Oh)
I wanna pay for Doja Cat to perform for me (Oh)
I wanna attempt my own show (Oh), so I could see (Oh)
I don’t mean to disrespect, dog, don’t lie to me thug (Nah)
You ain’t gotta pack your s*it and die at the door, ’cause I’m gon’ leave (I’ma leave)
You don’t want me, speak, don’t hold it in, I told her, “Let it out”
Now, this b!tch talking ’bout my lean, making me mad (Making me mad)
Now this b!tch talking ’bout I left her right on see (Right on seen)
Showed her what my heart about, now, she don’t wanna leave (She don’t wanna leave)
Forty-two verse sixteen, I fell out on codeine
Chopper loud
“How you let that clown run off?” We done fell out over a bean

[Chorus]
I done ran it up, we’ll be popping bottles, ’til the sun come up (Come up)
I be trapping with my partners, so the plug slow up (Slow up)
And it’s time
We seen them things are not that funny, anymore
So, excuse me, if I’m acting anti-social

[Outro]
I’m acting anti-social
Ah, ah, 5