YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Blasian lyrics

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YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Blasian lyrics

[Intro] Them yeah' yeah’s over Mmm, yeah, uh Slime [Chorus] Bought my nitch a Birken bag, bae you cool on they a** I told you leave 'cause I wasn't ready I couldn’t get her out my head The way you f** me make think that you the one I should be wit' I feel no pain when I be high and I be fresher than a b**h So I pop Perkys, yeah, yeah (I pop Perkys) Talkin' 'bout 30's, yeah, yeah (Talkin' 'bout 30's) Pour that drink up, yeah, yeah Wit’ hydrocodone, yeah, yeah (Hydrocodone) I pop ecstasy yeah, yeah Half a Xanax, yeah, yeah (Half a Xan) Shawty sa**y, yeah, yeah That’s that Blasian, yeah, yeah [Verse 1] I love that girl to d**h She did some sh** that I can't let slide She know when we slide We be tearin’ up your set, no lie She know that I got that sh** She want to get away and hide She not that I don't tolerate no n***a (Boom, bow) Hit him with that fire Young rich n***a wit' a whole lotta critics But I can't be mad wit’ a whole lotta benjis (Let's go) Forty-thousand backend, spent soon as I get it (Oh, yeah, let's go) Everybody that talk don't know how I'm livin' (They don't know) I ain't got no bae, I ain't catchin' no feelings (Yah) We ain't gotta be together for to make some millions (i know) She was just my friend and I whined up hittin' it (That's right) But out me can't get no commitment (That's right) Fendi, Gucci, Louis (And Louis) Gucci, Balmain, Prada (And Prada) b**h tryna test her luck (Her what?) Yeah, she want Balenciaga (Balenciaga) Dirt bike, Supreme goggles (Go) Saint Laurent boots, bike rider (Huh) Young n***a totin' that choppa (Hrrrt) Amiri jeans I'm stylin' (Errrf) [Chorus] Bought my nitch a Birken bag, bae you cool on they a** I told you leave 'cause I wasn't ready I couldn't get her out my head The way you f** me make think that you the one I should be wit' I feel no pain when I be high and I be fresher than a b**h So I pop Perkys, yeah, yeah (I pop Perkys) Talkin' 'bout 30's, yeah, yeah (Talkin' 'bout 30's) Pour that drink up, yeah, yeah Wit' hydrocodone, yeah, yeah (With hydrocodone) I pop ecstasy yeah, yeah Half a Xanax, yeah, yeah (Half a Xan) Shawty sa**y, yeah, yeah That's that Blasian, yeah, yeah [Verse 2] Three lortabs I gave her two I had five I was gon' take Yah-yah, what I do to you? What the f** is it gon' take? Percocet's and off that drink I might learn another language Took a Xan, now I can't think And I'm not knowin' where my mind went I Buy my X from the bottom Shawty tweakin', she don't know what she tryin' To keep it real, she don't know where she ridin' Society where them people be dyin' I'm in the north where my life on the line I'm wit' my n***as, everybody got iron Blasian, you know, honey you fine We not together and she not even tryin' I made her a slime (Slatt) [Chorus] Bought my nitch a Birken bag, bae you cool on they a** I told you leave 'cause I wasn't ready I couldn't get her out my head The way you f** me make think that you the one I should be wit' I feel no pain when I be high and I be fresher than a b**h So I pop Perkys, yeah, yeah (I pop Perkys) Talkin' 'bout 30's, yeah, yeah (Talkin' 'bout 30's) Pour that drink up, yeah, yeah Wit hydrocodeine, yeah, yeah (hydroceidone) I pop ecstasy yeah, yeah Half a Xanax, yeah, yeah (Half a Xan) Shawty sa**y, yeah, yeah That's that Blasian, yeah, yeah