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YoungBoy Never Broke Again - 16 lyrics


Feat : Jamie Ray

[Intro] Yeah Yeah Ouuu Yeah Yeah

[Hook] When I was 16, hit a lick, I had no options Now I got options Bitch I'm popping chunky pockets Doing big things Y'all can't copy, Y'all can't stop me Too many straps, too many rockets Y'all can't pop me No, I don't ask for approval If I want that shit, I get that shit No, that ain't your wifey I just hit that bitch, I hit that lick She threw me the keys and I just hit 140 in that bitch I know that imma get it back So all I do is spend that shit

[Verse 1] Ouu in the [?] I'm up in the lobby ouu Live fiesta R Kelly boo and Gotti ouu That lil bitch I swear she got a fucking body, ouu Your chick staring hard I swear that she a thotty, ouu Y'all can't catch up Bitch I messed up Roll that pressure On my dresser Y'all just cheesy I got more cheese than Chesters
Y'all fakers here y'all green I got more green than lesters, ouu Two chains on m looking like a walking check Try to hit a lick and we go off the tek Play around with the set and we go off the tek You go walk the plank You going off the deck Shout out to my home team Winter Haven bitch Moved out to the A so we can make it bitch Fuck em, fuck em all they do is hating bitch Yeah, I get paid in full like money making mitch I'm a dog but I ain't known to juice and gin Anything I did I prolly do it again Free my brother Crazy G locked in the pen 2019 we gon blow [?]

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[Hook] When I was 16, hit a lick, I had no options Now I got options Bitch I'm popping chunky pockets Doing big things Y'all can't copy, Y'all can't stop me Too many straps, too many rockets Y'all can't pop me No, I don't ask for approval If I want that shit, I get that shit No, that ain't your wifey I just hit that bitch, I hit that lick She threw me the keys and I just hit 140 in that bitch I know that imma get it back So all I do is spend that shit

[Verse 2] Making plays on my iPhone Chanel bitches way from over coast How I came up, they will never know I was broke now I got plenty dough When it comes to that check I be feening In the Corvette when I leave I be spinning Open the hi tek and pour in the lean My diamonds they wet water Aquafina I got on all red like i'm a demon Going on the road I be chasing that money Shining every time you see me I keep a gun, no you ain't taking nothing Handle money like a bank teller I rather [?] I get it Margiela I be running with some cold slippers I go to war with any nigga Stacking money and my sack bigger A lot of racks in my Gucci dub I wrote and I gave a check to my nigga NBA...

[Hook] When I was 16, hit a lick, I had no options Now I got options Bitch I'm popping chunky pockets Doing big things Y'all can't copy, Y'all can't stop me Too many straps, too many rockets Y'all can't pop me No, I don't ask for approval If I want that shit, I get that shit No, that ain't your wifey I just hit that bitch, I hit that lick She threw me the keys and I just hit 140 in that bitch I know that imma get it back So all I do is spend that shit

Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah

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