YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Danger lyrics

[Intro] This for my n***a Whop Bezzy Oh my f**ing god I ain't gon' waste no time on this b**h [Chorus] Hop out with that cutter, let it bang and knock yo' leg off Shoot your gun at me and, b**h, I bet we have a stand off Screaming "f** the judge" until them b**hes let my mans out Everybody wanna be the same but I'ma stand out Brought my n***as in the club and they gon' thug with me I just snuck my .40 in this b**h and I'ma thug with it Let a n***a sneak me in this club it's gon' be up with it Everybody with me full of d** don't give a f** with it In this b**h with Subbo n***a bring the line out Fresh up out that slammer with that hammer out my mind now b**hes talking sh** like we ain't with it we gon' ride down Slide with them cutters it's a must you b**hes die now [Verse] b**h, you must ain't hear my n***as, we go back to back My brother never worried 'bout that, my n***a, we gon' handle that Runnin' from the system with that Glock up in my Gucci sack Play and we gon' send them b**hes right where Nene Lulu at To heaven since he claim that he steppin', that be that murder talk Rep it like he k**in', p**y b**h, I never heard of y'all Fifty-thousand dirt, all of y'all On the plane when the police call And I won't say a thing, go 'gainst the grain, we gon' burn all of y'all (let's go) b**h, I got a hundred rounds who claim they want it with me, yeah I'm with some youngins out the north, they gon' go under with me, yeah I'm on my top I’m with the sh**, I put that burner on 'em, yeah Shoot him in his sh** just like the last gorilla, n***a, yeah Throwin' slangs, well b**h I caught what you said Right there in Dixie, catch you slippin' send them shots where you at I know they hating that I'm up so they can't wait til' I'm dead Well b**h come get the job done you know we living like that Got 50 shots up in the Glock This b**h here come out Atlanta I let Montana drive the car I with my son in the Phantom Them n***as play I'ma clap 'em I drop that bag, back to back 'em That other boy was talking sh** well n***a look what done happened [Chorus] Hop out with that cutter, let it bang and knock yo' leg off Shoot your gun at me and, b**h, I bet we have a stand off Screaming "f** the judge" until them b**hes let my mans out Everybody wanna be the same but I'ma stand out Brought my n***as in the club and they gon' thug with me I just snuck my .40 in this b**h and I'ma thug with it Let a n***a sneak me in this club it's gon' be up with it Everybody with me full of d** don't give a f** with it In this b**h with Subbo n***a bring the line out Fresh up out that slammer with that hammer out my mind now b**hes talking sh** like we ain't with it we gon' ride now Slide with them cutters it's a must you b**hes die now