Scared Of Who? Lyrics – YoungBoy Never Broke Again

[Intro]
(Santana on the beat)
Blaow, grahh, grahh (Hahaha)
Baby Stunna, n!gga

[Verse 1]
2.23’s, put you to bed, get the drop, knock off your dreads
Funeral, I’m gon’ make your bed
Know I’m tryna leave s*it dead
S*it, I was 16 and Bank saw my fu*king mind, boy
Jiggaboo, mama getting on my ass, I’m ’bout to shoot something in their yard (Hoe)
Choppaboy, I’m missing Dej, I don’t know which way to play it

Some s*it fu*king with my head, tryna stop from getting on Nari ass
B!tch, I fu*k with you and got you, know you see, right now, I’m scarred
Bro kept it gangsta and said he fu*ked that ho, the mother of my lil’ boy
Ol’ annoying-ass blogger
Pu*sy-b!tch, you know YoungBoy
I got more problems than your broke ass and it’s twenty-million large
Tell that lyricist he toe-tagged, he respond to his recording
I’ll kill your son and kill your ass, your old ass getting annoying
Take that camera and rеcord by myself, b!tch, I’m cool
Mm, keep it real, I’ll get on Stunna ass, b!tch, I’vе been a fool
You make me mad and I’ll burn your ass
B!tch, who scared of you?
B!tch, you got millions and I got millions and plus, I’m ignorant, what you wan’ do?
B!tch, like I’m Zion, inside that city, I’m tryna dunk on them lil’ dudes
See, b!tch, I’m Shyne’d down to my pendant, every time I get ’em with these jewels
Crazy hoes, we bump pregnant b!tches, okay, get a blues
He wan’ be Tyson, he gon’ get shot, I bet it’s forty inside a school
Oh, you don’t like me? B!tch, get out
Your sister got more dudes for you
You play with me and then, forever, towards that b!tch, I’m cruel
I’ll make that b!tch go tat her face up
Or make that b!tch, up, leave her dude
Man, I just gotta get my lick back and then I’m through
I need my taxes paid, one more for Dave, or case of lean, no Ace of Spades
Change my life up, can’t get right

Get right with them, just for my babies
Fu*k these hoes, they think I’m crazy and I hate ’em, b!tch
These pu*sy n!ggas money up, but I think I could take ’em, b!tch