Lyrics We shot him in his head huh - YoungBoy Never Broke Again

Don't wanna fuck with me (17)
Yeah, you niggas don't wanna fuck with me
(D-Roc)
Yeah, I'm in this bitch, and I do my shit
And, I slime (baow, baow)
ChopaBoy got a stick, and he'll shoot it in this bitch (what it is, nigga?)

Look, left your partner dead, huh
We shot him in his head, huh
DOJ invest in me, I'm caught up with the feds, huh (hold on)
Boom, youngin put him on the news
Saw a video, ain't move
I told 'em that I'm out my mind, and I'm a fuckin' fool

Who wan' come play with us?
Bitch, we got them Ks with us (them Ks)
Man, fuck your Sprinter van, bitch, we'll shoot it up (grave)
Real gravedigger, I'll tie your fuckin' momma up, lil' nigga (yeah)
187, we tryna get these bitches knocked off

Catch me creepin' through your window on my tip toes (baow, baow)
Got a bad bitch in here with me on her tip toes
Make her bend it over, then I press it 'til I can't no more
Checked his phone, he was on FaceTime with his momma
Ask him, will I take his soul, nigga? (Baow, baow)
Bitch, you know how it-, hold on, nigga (baow, baow)
Knock that pussy off his toes
My heart gone, my soul gone, pussy, I been goin' through it
Tear it down or shoot it out, it's any way that you wan' do it, nigga

I'm in this bitch, I'm with that shit, I keep that stick, bitch, play with me, I get you hit
Lil' boy, YoungBoy (yeah)
Baow, baow, I'm in this bitch, I'm doin' my dance, I'm murder man
I keep some tucked inside my pants, nigga (baow)

I wanna get one to murder (murder)
Take your face off, bitch, knock your head off
I wanna get one to murder (murder)
I'm talkin' 'bout pullin' up, jumpin' out, we chase you down

Who wan' come play with us?
Bitch, we got them Ks with us (yeah)
Man, fuck your Sprinter van, bitch, we'll shoot it up (grave)
Real gravedigger, I'll tie your fuckin' momma up, lil' nigga (do it)
You a bitch, a pure hoe, just tell me if you want it with us (let's do it)

I wanna get one to murder
Take your face off, bitch, knock your head off
I wanna get one to murder (yeah)
I'm talkin' 'bout pullin' up, jumpin' out, we chase you down

Go ask my momma, she was the first to tell me, "Kill that pussy nigga"
I, I, I, I been wildin', I been out my body
He been talkin' all that shit from over Insta' 'til the day we caught him

I wanna get one to murder
Take your face off, bitch, knock your head off
I wanna get one to murder (grr)
I'm talkin' 'bout pullin' up, jumpin' out, we chase you down (ba-baow-baow)

Hold on (it's murder gang)
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bitch
Brrt, ba-baow-baow
Yeah