Lyrics War - YoungBoy Never Broke Again

(Al Geno on the track)

Bub came home and you knowin' how he play it
Now it's time for the yeah with the yeah
Shorty knowin' I don't want no ass
She been actin' real bad like she scared for to pull up with the head

I been on the corner all night posted up with the dope boys
Know that they hustle whenever you sleep
One thirty-two, only added a sleeve
I put the rental key under the seat

Already know that I'm in the streets
Toyota, Key in this bitch clutchin' bad
He go to sleep if you come with a bag
Whoever we leave, they gon' come with a tag
Whole lot of dogs, we done started a kennel
Laboratory, they do not get the riddles
Quan9, don't forget to believe it
My daddy still plugged with that yeah in the trenches

Pull up in Bentleys with necklace that's tennis
Upgraded my fit on the top of these little bitty bitches
Parked in the socket at the house, I'm sittin' on confinement
Try it, I let off the Glock at these niggas

I got some bitches and slimes with me
I got that pack and the strap and some millions
I got the hood and they with the activity
Standin' on somethin', it's called slime allegiance

I mix that Gucci on top the Chanel
I'm in this bitch kickin' shit like a player
Three make the ho go and drive to the sale
VVS diamonds, I buy 'em, then lay 'em
Time to pour up, so we stop at the Shell
Inside of the city, leave 'em dead where he live
I'm on location, they plan for to get me
She gon' check out the scene after somebody killed

She know tonight the time of her life
And I know they might try to take my life
We ain't livin' right, there's nothin' I could say
It's a cold, bloody war inside Baton Rouge, ain't nobody safe

It's a war
No, nobody left through the night, ooh
Poppin' this shit and we leavin' 'em dead
We be poppin' this shit, we be poppin' this shit
When they try
We go to war, put it all on the line
Know we get to it, every one of us slime
Pray, then do it, hope not one of us die

Stackin' that money, but know we gon' get to them bodies
Every month, know somebody done got it
Herm set the play, then he side it
I hit the bitch in this pocket, I'm makin' 'em vomit

Red flag, tie 'em 'round my chopper
I'm in the back of the double R with it on side me
New York, I'm fuckin' with dog and we talkin' 'bout C notes
I see 'em and approach, it's my 'migo

That money keep callin', we up in the B though
Shootout inside of the day, then we leave
Duckin' from police, I'm buggin' off codeine
With a strap and a whole lot of racks in my jeans
Get VPN for to fuck up the traffic
For to make sure it ain't no location on me
My education, it come out the street
Flooded the bases, they here to see me

I mix that Gucci on top the Chanel
I'm in this bitch kickin' shit like a player
Three make the ho go and drive to the sale
VVS diamonds, them VVS diamonds
Time to pour up, so we stop at the Shell
Inside of the city, leave 'em dead where he live
I'm on location, they plan for to get me
She gon' check out the scene after somebody killed

It's a war
No, nobody left through the night, ooh
Poppin' this shit and we leavin' 'em dead
We be poppin' this shit, we be poppin' this shit
When they try
We go to war, put it all on the line
Know we get to it, every one of us slime
Pray, then do it, hope not one of us die