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YoungBoy Never Broke Again - 4TM Fru- Rod lyrics

[Hook: 4TM Fru]
f**ing with my clique and you get robbed, sh** I'm chillen with yo b**h and she a thot, don't make me pop the trunk to get my rod, I ain't worried bout no n***as got my rod (x2)

[Verse 1: 4TM Fru]
I never did a jos, but I ain't trynna go, but I done robbed some n***as off some weight, and moved all kind of dope, but yet these n***as still talking, gangsta f** you lien for like tryin range with bangers, pistols slangin at the counter coupe, I'm most around them Scotland babies, b**h you know I'm from that O, catch a n***a slippin and relapse I did that for da 4, I still ain't on my sh**, but on my sh** mine who I'm grinding for, bodies losing patience so it's time to score, f** who flexing hold my b**hes down, and it's f** my exes, so bro with it then it's hectic, b**h a bet not disrespect me, catch it or I'll intercept it, light up a n***a section, you'll girl in love with our music, but get more dick than blessings…

[Hook: 4TM Fru]
f**ing with my clique and you get robbed, sh** I'm chillen with yo b**h and she a thot, don't make me pop the trunk to get my rod, I ain't worried bout no n***as got my rod (x2)

[Verse 2: Pretty Tony]
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I just be thuggin and sh**, I just be thuggin and sh**, me and my brothers and sh**, we came out the gutter and sh**, we got different mother and sh**, but that's still my brother and sh**, yeah I'm talkin bout [?], stack the profit don't switch, we just trynna get rich, so we stay with da gat, when we servin this pack, n***a might try to jack, can't let that happen, click clack get back, stay real spit facts, stay silent don't rat, always keep it trill, 100 to a mill, kick game stay ill, stay smoking on the ill, I don't know what it is, n***as won't keep it real, so I stay with my steal, I gotta keep it for real

[Hook: 4TM Fru]
f**ing with my clique and you get robbed, sh** I'm chillen with yo b**h and she a thot, don't make me pop the trunk to get my rod, I ain't worried bout no n***as got my rod (x2)

[Verse 3: NBA Youngboy]
So when it rolls we gon pull up in two cars, just like the mop, we pulled up strapped up with them rods, I be with them hittas, got lil joe up in da car, n***a play gon knock em off then shoot back to br, in the studio with 4TM, we in this b**h going hard, you can catch me with my gang, f** you and yo squad, sh** how far would you go, cause with this beef sh** I'll go far, if we catch em no we don't spam, we gon burn him in his bars, if we spot em then we got em yeah, ain't no running from them choppas yeah, hop out the whip and chase him down, then put a n***a under yeah (x2)

[Hook: 4TM Fru]
f**ing with my clique and you get robbed, sh** I'm chillen with yo b**h and she a thot, don't make me pop the trunk to get my rod, I ain't worried bout no n***as got my rod (x2)

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