DIESEL Lyrics – YoungBoy Never Broke Again

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[Intro]
My timing was up
I ain’t wanna rock the Rolex
It’s not shining enough
Can’t nobody calm us down, we gon’ shoot a n!gga up
I be rapping on these beats saying anything, I don’t give a fu*k
Yeah, wow

[Verse 1]
No AP’s for the b!tches off of TextBot
Ain’t tripping ’bout no second, tell them “Leave”, they getting chased down
First place, fifty mill’ for touring, b!tch, I’m ready now

We be rocking this s*it, no, the stylist can’t get me fresher
Oh, no, no
Take the b!tch down, like a wrestler, ain’t no SmackDown
I come from the North where pistol sparking, bring that chalk out
Now, I got bad b!tches, running ’round every house
Too many whips
I control these b!tches
AI been a pimp
Kick the b!tch out if she trip
I am not a simp
Rrrt, Ten let that FN off on all of them
You’ll think that money grow on trees, I’m tearing off of every limb
I been spending millions, since I got it
Pants up, upgraded
Ain’t no fifty, hundred balls in my pocket
Lover boy, b!tch, check this swag, I got devil horns
Poke the boy, guarantee he lose once he show his cards

[Chorus]
I got a problem with dollars and models
Huh, huh, huh, take ’em out
Huh, this that shotta talk (Baow, baow, baow)
Let ’em try to kill me, I ain’t tripping, hop out, taking off
Real s*it (Woo)
We gon’ find out where his house and we gon’ take him down (Womp, womp)

I just interfered with interception
Bad b!tch with piercings, I give her my perception
Then, that s*it got serious ’cause the b!tch ain’t like neglect me
Unreleased diesel, tell that ho check the segment

[Verse 2]
Why the fu*k these n!ggas waiting? No, I can’t wait up
B!tch, pressing with this paper, tell that n!gga get they cake up
I’ma hop up in this smash and hit the gas and lift the Wraith up
Me and B gon’ jump the gate, we playing take, I’m tryna face something
I’ma go myself away
Ain’t nothing to say, soon as the laws come
You could play right in my face, this s*it ain’t safe, we known to down something
Forty something pounds on me
Protected with four-pound on me
Shawty see me shining from a mile, so she walk down on me
And a AP on my b!tches, I protect ’em out
Come on
N!gga play ’round with these millions, we gon’ stretch ’em out
The fu*k I’m doing with all this cash? This how I walk around
How the fu*k I come from out that parish with this big ass house
I told that b!tch, “I don’t want no ass”
Even made her keep her mouth
I told my therapist “Keep the pad, I’ma use my mind”
Sit behind a mic and then I’m going out
She tryna find my past, but, girl, my future is so bright
It’s a lot of money in my vision, so I see a better life
No, I ain’t stopping at the light
Ain’t no stopping, pulling over, n!gga
She got more money than me, then I ain’t pulling out, n!gga
I ain’t stopping on these beats and Jason not talking to pillows
Where that money at? We gon’ finish him, then send him
In this industry, we villains
Heard a OP wan’ get up with me, yeah
Black attire with that whisper, with that overcoat like dentist, yeah
Come with the four, I kick it, punch on s*it and knock out dentures, yeah
Nah, we couldn’t rap, we’ll take this b!tch attending, fresh out prison
Dragon coupe with flame, this b!tch blow fire when I hit it
How the fu*k you don’t know my name? For a while, out there winning
How the fu*k you don’t know my gunman? Inside that town, we pulled killings
All around that red, that green and red flag I’m ’bout winning (Winning, it’s a murder business)
What it is? I’ve been taking care my mama, since I was labeled as a kid
And I got my sister shining from her neck brace to her wrist
I’ve been handling every problem, watch I hop out and get dirty with that stick, b!tch
And I’m still on it, I won’t quit
Told my brother, “It’s McLaren, or a Lambo”
N!gga, make a pick
I’m not sparing, no, not nan’ ho
Tell her “Pick a d!ck”
We got money, we got heroin, we got shottas in this b!tch
And we be spinning s*it
Spin again
Bro gon’ shoot him once I popped him
Tell that n!gga pick up his friend
I get active with that chopper
YoungBoy whopping ’til the end
We get bloody with that stick and tell the crib to switch the pin
Tell that boy give me a notice, kick the door, we moving in
I just bought another watch, it cost a Lotus
Shawty with me toting a gen
I just did it on them n!ggas once again
My b!tch be with me through anything
Before my wife, she was my friend

[Chorus]
I got a problem with dollars and models
Huh, huh, huh, take ’em out
Huh, this that shotta talk (Baow, baow, baow)
Let ’em try to kill me, I ain’t tripping, hop out, taking off
Real s*it (Woo)
We gon’ find out where his house and we gon’ take him down (Womp, womp)
I just interfered with interception
Bad b!tch with piercings, I give her my perception
Then, that s*it got serious ’cause the b!tch ain’t like neglect me
Unreleased diesel, tell that ho check the segment