GD Galaxy Lyrics – YoungBoy Never Broke Again

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[Intro]
(Wake up, F1LTHY)

[Chorus]
Woah, hey, woah
B!tch I came from space
B!tch I’m born in space
B!tch I need some space
I was on the Wockhardt, I’ll pour out the bottle
All these b!tches wanna know ’bout Nevada
They was talking ’bout I fell off but I’m balling
All these b!tches just wan’ live in my coffin
Top baby, Top
I just got a brand new Jag’
I just got a brand new ink, huh
I want a brand new Double R, n!gga ain’t rich like me
Pu*sy ass n!gga I want that boy
Got his whole clique extinct
Pu*sy ass n!gga I don’t like you boys
I kill you inside the streets
Me and Baba was toting them straps and post at Busy B
Now lil’ Shawty wan’ come over get busy with me
I been rolling and rolling she know what I need

[Verse]
I got straps inside this motherfu*ker, hold up, woah
I got packs in my backpack on side of my cutter
Get your ass whacked inside this motherfu*ker, n!gga, baow
I don’t wanna fu*k tonight I’m missing grandmother (Ouu, ouu)
Ouu, huh, got these youngins sticked up and they’ll leave ya dead boy (Ouu, ouu)
I got these youngins sticked up they’ll hit y’all in ya head boy
Riding ’round in them big trucks, riding ’round in G-Wagon
I ain’t never joined them, n!gga stop that capping, let’s do it (Let’s do it)
Yeah
Bae gon’ fu*k on me (Yeah, yeah), they will never be, woah
Bae wan’ live with me (Let do it), yeah, yeah
Let do it

But I’ll be alright baby, as soon as I call (Pew)
Let ’em play with Lil Top baby, I’ll knock they ass off, huh
Lit inside this b!tch and I ain’t doing one thing for clout
Hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up
I’m with that s*it my n!gga
Fu*k that, fu*k that, fu*k that
I’m with that s*it my n!gga
Hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up
I’m with that s*it young n!gga
I don’t care about that tripping, lil n!gga can get it
Catch ’em and I buy what I wanna
N!gga check how I kick it
That drank when I get, it sip it, got a b!tch from the bottom
Hit that b!tch with yougins with switches
They catch you slipping, hit it, calling your honor
Motherfu*k every case I’m just ready to beat it
N!gga I got too much money

[Chorus]
Woah, hey, woah
B!tch I came from space
B!tch I’m born in space
B!tch I need some space
I was on the wock hard I pour up the bottle
All these b!tches wanna know ’bout Nevada
They was talking ’bout I fell off but I’m balling
All these b!tches just wan’ live in my coffin (Lil Top baby, Top)
I just got a brand new Jag
I just got a brand new ink
I wanna brand new Double R, n!gga ain’t rich like me
Pu*sy ass n!gga I want that boy
Got his whole clique extinct
Pu*sy ass n!gga I don’t like you boys
I kill you inside the streets
Me and Baba was toting them straps and post at Busy B
Now lil’ shawty wan’ come over get busy with me
I be rolling and rolling she know what I need