Lyrics Never Had It - Young Dolph , Young Thug
Yeah
Yeah
YSL
Pussy
niggas
actin'
like
they
never
had
shit
All
these
bitches
actin'
like
they
never
had
shit
I
got
a
bad
bitch,
she
said
she
always
had
shit
All
these
flawless
diamonds,
yeah
they're
lookin'
glassy
Catch
that
nigga
slippin',
I'ma
do
'em
nasty
Check
out
my
attire,
this
expensive
fabric
And
we
can
wrestle
just
like
Randy
Savage
My
jewelry
as
cold
as
an
attic
The
kush
that
I
smoke'll
blow
your
lungs
out
I'ma
walk
in
and
clutch
it
like
it's
a
war
house
All
your
bitches
thats
busted,
they
live
in
your
house
What
goes
up
comes
down,
my
nigga,
north
south
I
done
ran
up
them
M's
without
a
tour
now
She
done
stepped
up
her
game,
Christian
couture
now
These
niggas
thought
that
they
knew
it
but
they
don't
know
it
now
I
swear
to
God
they're
pursuin'
at
all
my
shows
now
Hopped
out
my
'vette
and
hopped
right
in
a
foreign
Bitch
don't
get
close,
this
a
mothafuckin'
warning
Suck
that
dick
good,
I'm
the
mothafuckin'
warden
She
runnin'
away
from
my
weed
like
it
farted
She
don't
wanna
swallow
so
I
put
it
on
her
neck
I
beat
that
pussy
up,
she
loud
as
a
parade
I
got
1 million
but
only
10
in
the
bank
I
taste
a
sample,
I
only
buy
if
it's
dank
I
cook
fishscale,
and
sang
to
her
same
time
like
Tank
I
was
born
in
'91,
23
years
old
with
a
whole
lotta
stain
(5
star
mothafucka)
Baby
can
you
feel
my
pain?
All
my
diamonds
need
to
be
drained
I
got
a
gangsta
bitch
that's
gon'
bang
And
I
got
racks
up,
I
can't
complain
And
all
my
dogs,
they're
dirty,
check
for
mange
And
all
I
gotta
do
is
reserve
your
brains
And
I'm
a
gangsta,
my
nuts,
they
gon
hang
Who
said
you
was
straight?
Boy
you
need
to
be
retained
Pussy
niggas
actin'
like
they
never
had
shit
All
these
bitches
actin'
like
they
never
had
shit
I
got
a
bad
bitch,
she
said
she
always
had
shit
All
these
flawless
diamonds,
yeah
they're
lookin'
glassy
Catch
that
nigga
slippin',
I'ma
do
'em
nasty
Check
out
my
attire,
this
expensive
fabric
And
we
can
wrestle
just
like
Randy
Savage
My
jewelry
as
cold
as
an
attic
The
kush
that
I
smoke'll
blow
your
lungs
out
I'ma
walk
in
and
clutch
it
like
it's
a
war
house
All
your
bitches
thats
busted,
they
live
in
your
house
What
goes
up
comes
down,
my
nigga,
north
south
I
done
ran
up
them
M's
without
a
tour
now
She
done
stepped
up
her
game,
Christian
couture
now
These
niggas
thought
that
they
knew
it
but
they
don't
know
it
now
I
swear
to
God
they're
pursuin'
at
all
my
shows
now
Took
the
Rollie
off,
put
the
Breitling
back
on
Walk
in
the
room
and
I
cut
the
lights
on
Why
you
spending
like
that?
Cause
I
ain't
ever
had
shit
This
that
real
nigga
Paper
Route,
YSL
shit
Never
loved
a
bitch
but
I
love
money
In
the
church
payin'
my
tithes
with
drug
money
Went
and
got
a
new
plug,
got
mama
a
new
house
And
a
couple
new
coupes,
that's
how
a
young
nigga
live
Couple
bitches,
good
weed
that
how
a
nigga
chill
Top
floor,
penthouse,
still
crackin'
seals
Them
Houston
niggas
be
like,
"That
young
nigga
trill"
Them
New
York
niggas
say
that
young
nigga
ill
My
mama
always
told
me
dress
to
kill
My
uncle
always
told
me
pack
the
steel
That
nigga
Thugger,
that's
my
mothafuckin'
brotha
From
a
motherfuckin'
other,
I'ma
show
you
how
to
make
magic
The
fuck
is
you
mad
at?
Got
your
bitch
dancin'
all
in
my
spot
with
no
panties
I
said,
"Bitch
where
your
mothafuckin'
man
at?
Fuck
that,
where
your
friends
at?"
Dammit
Sold
50
P's,
hold
it,
have
to
bag
it
That
little
bitch
you
lovin'
on,
I
been
had
it
Pull
up
in
a
new
drop,
that
thang
nasty
Mama
call
all
my
big
booty
bitches
trashy
Pussy
niggas
actin'
like
they
never
had
shit
All
these
bitches
actin'
like
they
never
had
shit
I
got
a
bad
bitch,
she
said
she
always
had
shit
All
these
flawless
diamonds,
yeah
they're
lookin'
glassy
Catch
that
nigga
slippin',
I'ma
do
'em
nasty
Check
out
my
attire,
this
expensive
fabric
And
we
can
wrestle
just
like
Randy
Savage
My
jewelry
as
cold
as
an
attic
The
kush
that
I
smoke'll
blow
your
lungs
out
I'ma
walk
in
and
clutch
it
like
it's
a
war
house
All
your
bitches
thats
busted,
they
live
in
your
house
What
goes
up
comes
down,
my
nigga,
north
south
I
done
ran
up
them
M's
without
a
tour
now
She
done
stepped
up
her
game,
Christian
couture
now
These
niggas
thought
that
they
knew
it
but
they
don't
know
it
now
I
swear
to
God
they're
pursuin'
at
all
my
shows
now
1 Check
2 Numbers
3 OD
4 Halftime
5 Dome
6 Dream
7 With That
8 Just Might Be
9 Constantly Hating
10 With That
11 Can't Tell
12 Can't Tell
13 Dream (feat. Yak Gotti)
14 Never Had It
15 Dome (feat. Duke)
16 Amazing
17 Knocked Off
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