Songtexte Diesel - YoungBoy Never Broke Again

My timin' was up
I ain't wanna rock the Rolex, it's not shinin' enough
Can't nobody calm us down, we gon' shoot a nigga up
I be rappin' on these beats sayin' anything, I don't give a fuck
Yeah, wow

No APs for the bitches, all Pateks bought
I ain't trippin' 'bout no second, to the lead they gettin' chased down
First place, 50 mill' for tourin', bitch, I'm ready now
I be rockin' this shit, no, the stylist can't get me fresher
Oh, no, no
Take the bitch down, like a wrestler, ain't no SmackDown
I come from the North where pistol sparkin', bring that chalk out
Now, I got bad bitches, runnin' 'round every house

Too many whips, I control these bitches, AI been a pimp
Kick the bitch out if she trip, I am not a simp
Rrrt, Ten let that fan off on all of them
You'll think that money grow on trees, I'm tearin' off of every limb
I been spendin' millions, since I got it
Pants are upgraded, ain't no Fendi, hundred balls in my pocket
Lover boy, bitch, check the swag, I got devil horns
Poke the boy, guarantee he lose once he show his cards

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 trippin', hop out, takin' off
Real shit (whoo)
We gon' find out where his house and we gon' take him down (womp, womp)
I just interfered with interception
Bad bitch with piercings, I give her my perception
Then, that shit got serious 'cause the bitch ain't like neglectin'
Unreleased Diesel, tell that ho check the segment

Why the fuck these niggas waitin'? No, I can't wake up
Bitch, pressin' with this paper, tell that nigga 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 playin' take 'em, tryna face somethin'
I'ma go my seperate way, ain't nothin' to say, soon as the laws come
You could play right in my face, this shit ain't safe, we known to down somethin'
40-somethin' pounds on me, protected with four-pound on me
Shawty see me shinin' from a mile, so she walk down on me

Ain't no AP on my bitches, I Patek 'em out
Come on, nigga play 'round with these millions, we gon' stretch him out
The fuck I'm doin' with all this cash? This how I walk around
How the fuck I come from out that Parish with this big ass house
I told that bitch, "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 goin' 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 stoppin' at the light, ain't no stoppin', pullin' off, nigga
She got more money than me, then I ain't pullin' out, nigga
I ain't stoppin' on these beats and Jason not talkin' 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 guitar with that whisper, with that overcoat like dentist, yeah
Come with the four, I kick it, punch out shit and knock out dentures
Nah, we couldn't rap, we'll take this bitch, attendin' fresh out prison

Drape the coupe with flame, this bitch blow fire when I hit it
How the fuck you don't know my name? For a while I been winnin'
How the fuck you don't know my gunman? Inside that town we pulled killings
All around the world that green and red flag, all 'bout winnin' (winnin', it's a murder business)
What it is? I've been takin' care my mama, since I was labeled as a kid
And I got my sister shinin' from her neck brace to her wrist
I've been handlin' every problem, I just hop out and get dirty with that stick, bitch

And I'm still on it, I won't quit
Told my brother, "It's McLaren, or a Lambo", nigga, make a pick
I'm not sparin', no, not nan' ho, tell her "Pick a dick"
We got money, we got Henry, we got shottas in this bitch, and we be spinnin' shit
Spin again
Bro gon' shoot him once I popped him, tell that nigga pick up his friend
I get active with that chopper, YoungBoy whoppin' 'til the end
We get bloody with that stick and tell the crip to switch the pin

Tell that boy give me a notice, kick the door, we movin' in
I just bought another watch, it cost a Lotus
Shawty with me totin' a Gen
I just did it on them niggas once again
My bitch be with me through anything
Before my wife, she was my friend

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 trippin', hop out, takin' off
Real shit (whoo)
We gon' find out where his house and we gon' take him down (womp, womp)
I just interfered with interception
Bad bitch with piercings, I give her my perception
Then, that shit got serious 'cause the bitch ain't like neglectin'
Unreleased Diesel, tell that ho check the segment