YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Mask On

Исполнитель:YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Название:Mask On
Размер:4.77 Мб
Качество:320kbps
Дата релиза:11 ноябрь 2020

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Текст песни YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Mask On

[Intro] (G-Godamn BJ with another one) I bet my last track probably gave you lockjaw [Pre-Chorus] Young nigga he super shiesty, already got his mask on I pull my mask down, I get your soul gone This time some years later, them gangbangers ain't comin' home We tryna murder some and I knock another down [Chorus] Don't fuck 'round with your head bust, nigga Get your bread up, nigga We zip the biggest niggas, do plenty killings and tote them big pistols These niggas gon' lay it down when we spray it 'round When we catch him, we sin him Sprayer take out the window, we leave that ho in the middle He a opp, boy, a beat it Hollow's they gon' want some We dirt him, believe it, Top say, y'all go off him He still real right, don't come right His life is gon' cost him I'm smokin' Doja like [?] ridin' through the Nola like fuck all of 'em [Verse] Tell me shit, they don't mean it Step on one, don't leave, not one Like who seen it? We gon' burn 'em all so track down one We skippin' town, them taxes come They can't take off, we stamped 'em some He need another dirty burner That Drake, it need a drum up on it You need another to fuckin' fix this Okay? And what else Hall of fame, for real, highlight with the steel (Yeah) Put that boy on a shelf Roll, roll all night off them pills, yeah 'Til ain't none left Gone off that drank 'til I go deaf, smokin' on dank, pour like it's meth [Pre-Chorus] Young nigga he super shiesty, already got his mask on I pull my mask down, I get your soul gone This time some years later, them gangbangers ain't comin' home We tryna murder some and I knock another down [Chorus] Don't fuck 'round with your head bust, nigga Get your bread up, nigga We zip the biggest niggas, do plenty killings and tote them big pistols These niggas gon' lay it down when we spray it 'round When we catch him, we sin him Sprayer take out the window, we leave that ho in the middle He a opp, boy, a beat it Hollow's they gon' want some We dirt him, believe it, [?] y'all go off him He still real right, don't come right His life is gon' cost him I'm smokin' Doja like [?] ridin' through the Nola like fuck all of 'em

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