YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Ship It** lyrics

Lyrics From Snippet [Intro] (Who made this sh*t?) (TayTay made the beat) [Chorus] This a made man drug I can make it pure as you want I go out and get it then I ship it with my fu*king own Snuck in this gun and shoot inside this club cause my security don't That beef get left out how we found Don't want it wit' me say you don't [Verse 1] Once we catch you, you gon' get it Hop out bust and split his fitted Now watching with no mask, I listen Aroma loud they took percentage Clear out the crowd, draw down and hit it Know I'ma go there soon as I see him Free YoungBoy, they all wanna be him 45 Glocks same size as timbs Stacks on me they big as rims Backboard when we shoot at him This Draco from a white boy up in Slidell Don't touch it let the box tell The valium reach to Buckdale They gon' send him to [?] Do they got that bought in Hop in and change your car smell I'm lighting up that dope in here I'm gon' blow that b*tch down right here She act like that she know me Too much money, know you notice All these hats, that be my trophies Get them stacks and keep your focus You smell pack then I'm who smokin' [Chorus] This a made man drug I can make it pure as you want I go out and get it then I ship it with my fu*king own Snuck in this gun and shoot inside this club cause my security don't That beef get left out how we found Don't want it wit' me say you don't [Verse 2] Them boys want smoke, we tend to that Get caught in it wrong you stretched, ni**a Ain't turning down now press next, ni**a Leaving out the town get MAC'd, ni**a Manufacture towing all essentials, you do business wit em' I don't want meet 'em, I just want the bag you keep the credentials Them people searched him I know he slipping bad I'm walking wit' that heater Them people lurking I know they on my ass And the neighbors said they seen em' My pockets hurting, go rob a ni**a ass You that's what's the reason Nobody safe, guns to the face, tell me what's the meaning Put the top down, steady booting bad, dirty and the clean, yeah Then I go to screaming, crowd go to running Blood where that ni**a stained Do the murder-man while I'm on that lean Proud when I'm on they ass Ungrateful he ain't left on the scene Thankful when that ni**a smashed All white pit-bull, blue dotted and I named her 'Kash' We got that pit-bull, Blue Gotti and they named it 'Glass' b*tch I wish you would Pink molly got me wanna crash Thirty sold a clip full That's them roxies for your junkie ass 'Til them b*tches speak we be on his ass 'Til you slumped ni**a Wit' that north sh*t you can't get no pass Where you from ni**a? Old head, I'ma post say "smoke his ass" Smoker can't get a fix get him for to roll yo ass Then .4 his ass Gang [Chorus] This a made man drug I can make it pure as you want I go out and get it then I ship it with my fu*king own Snuck in this gun and shoot inside this club cause my security don't That beef get left out how we found Don't want it wit' me say you don't [Outro] (Who made this sh*t?) (TayTay made the beat)