BossManeDlow (TOP MIX) Lyrics – YoungBoy Never Broke Again

[Intro: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Got ’em
Mmm, uh, huh

[Verse 1: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
That’s how all my n!ggas roll
Hold on, bumping Dlow, huh, drums in my pole, huh, pu*sy-ass n!gga, you know I’m ready for to blow (Big Top)
That’s another selling tickets
N!gga, I don’t fu*k with y’all (Y’all)
Boy, I get my whole percentage, what the fu*k you talking ’bout?
N!gga, I’m a gangsta, I’m not finna do this s*it with y’all
Fifty in my glizzy and in my pocket, I got a fifty ball

B!tch, I do my dance on a ho, make her turn it down (Ha)
Hop out, blow my fan on lil’ bro, I’ma cool him down (Ha, ha, ha, ha)
As long as you keep it 5, you my 4, I’ll never let you down
She could play ’round with my sister, we gon’ crowd out that ho, that’s how we get down
Swerving the Rolls, I’ma pop it, he wanna go cop it and this b!tch Mansory
Rolling around with a gen, I’m up in a Benz, it came with a Brabus key, pop it
She pu*sy-popping with her friend, pu*sy-popping, uh-huh
I’ll pop that pu*sy
He come in, he gon’ run straight to my gun (Look)

[Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Guns and dope, huh, money and hoes, that’s how all my n!ggas roll (Big Top)
Bumping Dlow, yeah, drums in my pole (Hlrdd), I’m fresh as fu*k, my money up, you play and I’m gon’ blow

[Verse 2: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Yeah, ready to bust it, I’m ready to do it, let’s get it and I’m putting that s*it on my mama
Fu*k the window, I got on my feet and I blew it
Them scary-ass n!ggas, they know I’m a problem
Look at the chain, these diamonds, they shining, gon’ blind ’em
Lil’ shawty, she loving the tymer
I’m number-one
If he want it, I beat him about it, he better go workout his body
Plenty of Tris and a bad yellow-b!tch, with a stick in the back of the V
I pop my s*it for free (I, yeah)
You gon’ pay, you wan’ see?, yeah

I’m a soldier, I’m a Uptown mafi’, wow
I’ma jump out, shoot this b!tch on feet, not from the street (Big Top)

[Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Guns and dope, huh, money and hoes, that’s how all my n!ggas roll (Big Top)
Bumping Dlow, yeah, drums in my pole (Hlrdd), I’m fresh as fu*k, my money up, you play and I’m gon’ blow

[Verse 3: YoungBoy Never Broke Again & Rich Porter]
Huh
How you feel, Lil Top? I feel amazing (I feel amazing, n!gga)
How you live, Lil Top? Like Tyson in the ’90s
Or Joe Frazier
How much your crib, Lil Top? Seven-million on it and it’s vacant
Broke-ass n!ggas, they faking
I just put them diamonds on top my baby
B!tch, I live like Satan
Play and I’m coming to whack s*it about my boy
Eight million up in jewelry, four million up in cars, oh my, God
I told her, “I’m holding a broom,” huh
She asked, “What that is?” I told her, “My rod”
I told ’em, “I’m ready to do it”
With this stick, I’ma paint what you think
I’m dying hard

[Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Guns and dope, huh, money and hoes, that’s how all my n!ggas roll (Big Top)
Bumping Dlow, yeah, drums in my pole (Hlrdd), I’m fresh as fu*k, my money up, you play and I’m gon’ blow