YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Bestie/Hit lyrics

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YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Bestie/Hit lyrics

[Part I: BESTIE] [Chorus: DaBaby] Yeah, both of 'em bad, saditty (Yeah) Shakin' their ass and titties (Go) No, I'm not needin' a pass for cities I'm in the V with a blammer with me Monique got some sh*t she playin' in the whip TT just went and got some brand new hair (Let's go) I know I had them fire hoes mad at me But you can't turn this b*tch up without Baby, I got 'em like She wanna link with her bestie and turn up (Let's go) Wanna link with her bestie and turn up Some of 'em got that ass and all of 'em pretty [Verse 1: YoungBoy Never Broke Again] Got that bag and all saditty She told me, "Just hit me," I come to her city I'm tryna go shoppin', I'm bringin' her with me In my cup, pour that purple, she fu*k with the Henny Party, I'm spinnin' the bottle with b*tches Freaky, I'm fu*kin' with all of these women I'm tweakin', I'm givin' 'em all of them Xannies She wanna take her a pic' on her iPhone Can't get in it, I never once hit it You know how these people be think We can stay as just friends, they gon' say that we fu*k around At the loft, hit her up 'fore I lay it down Uber Eat, I'm too high, gotta bring it down We gon' smoke out the pound, gotta break it down I wake up and get dressed, then I run it up And I brought her a b*tch, you won't come in here Don't tell me no when I'm motherfu*kin' talkin' to her fu*k around, I get mad and I bat you up Took a right from my ex, I'm a vet', had to snatch up Had to look at the calendar Twenty Ms and ni**a, I think I ain't rich enough Two Ms in real estate, gotta buy me some more I be buildin' my listin' up Late night with the baddest b*tches They all can get it, a hunnid percent if I'm feelin' her [Chorus: DaBaby] Yeah, both of 'em bad, saditty (Yeah) Shakin' their ass and titties (Go) No, I'm not needin' a pass for cities I'm in the V with a blammer with me Monique got some sh*t she playin' in the whip TT just went and got some brand new hair (Let's go) I know I had them fire hoes mad at me But you can't turn this b*tch up without Baby, I got 'em like [Verse 2: DaBaby] I like 'em nasty, bougie, ratchet (Yeah, nasty) b*tch better on top I know she ain't fu*kin', I ain't even finna ask her (Nah, ni**a, fu*k that) Got me sittin' in the car All this goddamn ice on, hittin' in the dark Big pretty-ass whip, don't make no sense Gotta have somebody hop out to put the b*tch in park (Hah, damn) I can't lie, I be doin' too much You caught me in the room, you a fu*k Keep it real, don't you lie to me, baby (Keep it real) But that's only if I'm in the mood sh*t, I feel her legs through the day I think one of 'em be borin' so I'ma need two b*tches on me and that stick Got both hoes lickin' on me and it's lit, goin' Baby like, yeah [Chorus: DaBaby] Yeah, both of 'em bad, saditty (b*tch) Shakin' their ass and titties (Go) No, I'm not needin' a pass for cities (Yeah) I'm in the V with a blammer with me Monique got some sh*t she playin' in the whip TT just went and got some brand new hair (TT, go, go) I know I had them fire hoes mad at me (Go) But you can't turn this b*tch up without Baby, I got 'em like (Go, go, go) [Part II: HIT] [Intro: DaBaby & YoungBoy Never Broke Again] (Okay) Maybach outside, Maybach out—uh (Yeah) Maybach outside runnin', fu*k, uh, uh (Okay) Maybach outside runnin', uh, yeah [Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again] I got a stick in this b*tch Hit, huh, hit, huh, hit, huh, hit, huh Hit, huh, hit, huh, hit, huh, hit, skully Hit, huh, hit, huh, hit, huh, hit, huh Hit, huh, hit, huh, hit, huh, hit, skully [Verse 1: DaBaby] Shut up, I know you don't love me (Let's go) I'm fu*kin' on her and her buddy, yeah (Yeah) The Maybach outside, uh I hopped out that b*tch, left it runnin' (Yeah, b*tch) Don't make me get in no trouble (With that), yeah You know when I air this b*tch out now I'm tryna be calm, I promise It's gettin' too hard to be humble It's a Phantom outside, I'ma get in that Send 'em lil' ni**as, I send 'em back up in the box in the coroner minivan Go on 'em like Ja, make 'em spin like a ceilin' fan (Ayy) Hop out and blow at 'em (Now come on, let's go) You play with me, b*tch, we gon' make CNN Bet a fu*k ni**a know better [Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again] I got a stick in this b*tch Hit, huh, hit, huh, hit, huh, hit, huh (Woo) Hit, huh, hit, huh, hit (Hit), huh, hit (Hit), skully Hit, huh, hit, huh, hit (Hit), huh, hit (Hit), huh Hit, huh, hit, huh, hit, huh, hit, skully [Verse 2: YoungBoy Never Broke Again, Both] Huh, they got a problem, they know we can hit (Okay) They got a problem, I brought me a stick in this b*tch Better how sick that they get Hit 'em with this and I bet your lil' buddy you miss I had to turn up my wrist Watch how I hit, know I had to go flood out my sh*t (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Got the below in the clip Double R Maybach, I know that you love how it fit I got a, uh, in this b*tch, I got a, uh, in this b*tch I got the baddest ratchet b*tch that's dancin' all on my dick I got the bag in the trunk, wear makeup like punk, yeah Brrt, leave 'em slumped, you know I do, don't say I don't [Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke Again] Got a stick in this b*tch Hit, huh, hit, huh, hit, huh, hit, huh (Woo) Hit, huh, hit, huh, hit (Hit), huh, hit (Hit), skully Hit, huh, hit, huh, hit (Hit), huh, hit (Hit), huh Hit, huh, hit, huh, hit, huh, hit, skully I got a stick in this b*tch Hit, huh, hit, huh, hit, huh, hit, huh (Woo) Hit, huh, hit, huh, hit (Hit), huh, hit (Hit), skully Hit, huh, hit, huh, hit (Hit), huh, hit (Hit), huh Hit, huh, hit, huh, hit, huh, hit, skully