Lyrics Digital - YoungBoy Never Broke Again
(Medusa,
what
you
on,
nigga?)
(We
love
you,
Heavy)
(Say
10,
stay
dangerous)
Look
Digital
scale
with
a
digital
pole
My
old-head,
he
like
to
play
baseball
He
ain't
gotta
worry
'bout
what
I
do
'cause
I'm
gon'
get
me
some
dough
Stack
my
money
up,
and
then
I
buy
an
old-school
on
24s
I'm
a
motherfucking
gangster,
mama,
thank
you
(yeah,
yeah)
I
spent
my
whole
life
in
war,
my
life
in
danger
That's
on
my
backpack
with
a
stack
and
I'ma
spank
you
(baow,
baow)
Gravedigger
fuckin'
spin
'em,
gonna
stain
'em
So
many
chains,
they
might
get
tangled
This
pack
what
I'm
smokin'
famous
Fillin'
places,
get
it
to
the
point
where
we
just
fight
with
bangers
YoungBoy
just
like
Brucе
Wayne
Paul
Pierce,
John
Wall
This
for
to
when
I
was
locked
up
in
the
feds,
ain't
answer
one
call
Bitch,
you
know
you
better
turn
down,
I'ma
stand
up
This
money
holdin'
all
my
jeans
down,
can't
pull
my
pants
up
You
seen
'em
stop
the
stolo,
spin
around,
unlock
my
window,
thug
This
clown-ass
nigga
gon'
try
to
run
then
hit
the
ground
as
soon
as
it
bust
Know
I
got
it
in
the
clutch
Do-or-die,
no
one
to
trust
Cold
and
my
heart
cold
Bangin'
'til
I'm
out
of
breath
Hustle
'til
I
can't
no
more
Smokin'
joes
to
ease
the
stress
With
my
nigga,
he
a
mess
We
in
the
old
model
stock
'Vette
Digital
scale
with
a
digital
pole
My
old-head,
he
like
to
play
baseball
He
ain't
gotta
worry
'bout
what
I
do
'cause
I'm
gon'
get
me
some
dough
Stack
my
money
up,
and
then
I
buy
an
old-school
on
24s
I'm
a
motherfucking
gangster,
mama,
thank
you
Came
out
the
yard
with
hard,
and
now
I'm
rich
and
famous,
oh,
oh,
oh
Been
a
felon
since
'17,
they
say
I'm
dangerous
'Cause
they
know
every
time
they
catch
me,
I
got
a
banger
(yeah,
slime,
slime)
Grandma
died,
I
meant
Baba,
I
picked
up
my
prayer
beads
Evil
and
don't
like
to
talk,
I
think
I'm
a
rare
breed
In
the
city,
know
I
bust
brains,
green
flag,
demon
seed
Kill
two,
that's
Siamese,
I'm
on
the
8 right
where
the
river
be
Epitome,
go
tell
'em
they
can't
get
rid
of
me,
nah
If
my
life
a
stick,
my
youngins,
they
gon'
kill
to
eat,
ah
I
got
four-door
matte
black
Range
Rovers,
I
got
ten
cars
Bought
my
mama
a
house
in
Houston
and
moved
grandpa
from
out
that
North
Digital
scale
with
a
digital
pole
My
old-head,
he
like
to
play
baseball
He
ain't
gotta
worry
'bout
what
I
do
'cause
I'm
gon'
get
me
some
dough
Stack
my
money
up,
and
then
I
buy
an
old-school
on
24s
Yeah,
this
Slime,
man
Lil
Top,
this
Slimeto
You
already
know
what
it
is,
4K
Trey
Northside
38,
we
put
guns
to
the
face,
who
gon'
die
today?
Bitch-ass
nigga,
ain't
nobody
safe
My
old-head,
he
play
baseball,
nigga
I'm
tryna
get
me
a
Cully
I'm
tryna
get
me
a
Cullinan
with
the
top
down
on
24s,
believe
that
1 I Know
2 Hold Your Own
3 Umm Hmm
4 Top Sound
5 My Time
6 Free Dem 5's
7 My Go To (feat. Kehlani)
8 Lost Soul Survivor
9 Fuck Da Industry
10 Kamikaze
11 Swerving
12 Stay The Same
13 Home Ain't Home (feat. Rod Wave)
14 7 Days
15 Digital
16 Vette Motors
17 Slow Down
18 Don’t Rate Me (feat. Quavo)
19 Proof
20 4KT Baby
21 The North Bleeding
22 Loner Life
23 Acclaimed Emotions
24 Wagwan
25 Ghost
26 Nightfall
27 Holy
28 I Got The Bag
29 Mr. Grim Reaper
30 I Hate YoungBoy
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