F**K That Ni**a Lyrics – YoungBoy Never Broke Again

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[Intro: Birdman]
Yeah, from the Bayou, on that type of timing
Double clip tight, you heard me? (My n!gga Brando the sickest, on bro)
(Say, Brando, what it’s hitting for?)

[Verse: Birdman, YoungBoy Never Broke Again & Herm Tha Blacksheep]
Back in the days, we came up on a hard grind
Hard times, n!gga, did it with a hard line
Big money, n!gga, fu*k what they talking ’bout
We the real n!ggas, getting money off the boat
I look like I’ve been selling birds
I just pulled up with a 30, with a foreign on the curb, yeah, yeah
Fu*k ’bout what they said, b!tch, I’m doing my dance
B!tch, I’m fresher than a dance, you better watch your fu*king hand
Come on
Boy, me and my hand understand playing on that ‘gram, get your s*it spanned (Bah)
Hold on, get your s*it bust
Get your stupid-ass slammed, get your whole clique fu*ked up, lil’ n!gga
Tryna stay off them drügs ’cause I be way too out my body
Pay that boy for to come kill me, look I’m telling you, better be ’bout it, we tote choppers
I’m with 3 n!ggas, with dreads all in they heads, like we some rastas
Smoke his ass and his partners
Louisiana, n!gga
Real n!ggas kill n!ggas for nothing, real building
Look, we out here like that when he been out here like that, yeah, fu*k that (Here like that, yeah)
Pu*sy-n!gga (Haha), we out there, yeah
“Kill a n!gga,” fu*k that
Ever since I lost my lil’ brother, huh, I’ve been tryna kill another brother
I walk with a million, I’m the richest from my curb
You gon’ accept it or gon’ kill me
I’m gon’ get what I deserve
I’ve been fu*ked up, been tryna find me remedy for my word
Baby want me for to hit it but I’m leaning off that syrup
Look, two millions for 2 rings just for my wife
I’m talking one night, I’m gon’ grind and make a hundred thousand and spend it on my partner
I been thugging hard and on them wollies, I’ve been— Hold on
I’ve been thugging hard and on them Watsons, I’ve been wilding, I’m gon’ pop you, b!tch, fu*k with me

N!gga fu*k that b!tch
N!gga fu*k that n!gga
N!gga playing with some gangsters? Fu*k that n!gga
N!gga playing with some real s*it? Fu*k that n!gga
We’ll down every n!gga, n!gga, fu*k that n!gga
Man, fu*k that n!gga, hungry, let me bust his head
I’ve been scoping on the gram, I seen what he said
Ain’t no time to do no talking, lights in infrared
Fu*k them n!ggas, we gon’ bust them n!ggas
We gangsters, n!gga, we don’t love them n!ggas
N!gga fu*k them hoes and fu*k them n!ggas
Everybody could die, n!gga, fu*k them n!ggas

[Outro: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Ayy, who that is? Get that door
B!tch, I live like I’m selling dope, I know, ho
Fu*k with something, this Slimeto