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YoungBoy Never Broke Again - 4TM Fru- Rod lyrics

[Hook: 4TM Fru]
Fucking with my clique and you get robbed, shit I'm chillen with yo bitch and she a thot, don't make me pop the trunk to get my rod, I ain't worried bout no niggas got my rod (x2)

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

[Hook: 4TM Fru]
Fucking with my clique and you get robbed, shit I'm chillen with yo bitch and she a thot, don't make me pop the trunk to get my rod, I ain't worried bout no niggas got my rod (x2)

[Verse 2: Pretty Tony]
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I just be thuggin and shit, I just be thuggin and shit, me and my brothers and shit, we came out the gutter and shit, we got different mother and shit, but that's still my brother and shit, 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, nigga 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, niggas won't keep it real, so I stay with my steal, I gotta keep it for real

[Hook: 4TM Fru]
Fucking with my clique and you get robbed, shit I'm chillen with yo bitch and she a thot, don't make me pop the trunk to get my rod, I ain't worried bout no niggas 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, nigga play gon knock em off then shoot back to br, in the studio with 4TM, we in this bitch going hard, you can catch me with my gang, fuck you and yo squad, shit how far would you go, cause with this beef shit 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 nigga under yeah (x2)

[Hook: 4TM Fru]
Fucking with my clique and you get robbed, shit I'm chillen with yo bitch and she a thot, don't make me pop the trunk to get my rod, I ain't worried bout no niggas got my rod (x2)

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