YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Coordination lyrics

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YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Coordination lyrics

[Hook/Chorus] Feds got us on they billboards “got us on they billboards” But you know that I ain’t going for it “you know that I ain’t going for it” I stay hidden from the radar “hidden from the radar” Hundred tint in them foreign cars “ayy” [Verse 1] Muhamed Ali, b---h come test me “come test me” And watch out ’cause s--t gon’ get hectic “get hectic” Me and my young n----s we reckless “dumber” B---h we know who really stepping “baow” I don’t get no sleep, b---h I’m restless “I’m restless” Five in the morning, I’m up Dropping the pints and you know that I’m at it “at it” I’ma tell you when to come My girl left early in the morning Talking ’bout she going to get her hair done, b---h I ain’t dumb I can play the same game, call a b---h over to the hotel room and I’m busting her up N---a on my d--k inside the club Saying he got bricks, I’ma get him drunk Money on deck, meet me by the truck I don’t give a f--k, Ben stick ’em up On the phone, b---h I’m running it with dump N---a pull up, man I’m finna come Me and Jordan Dixon riding through that North Down 38th, strapped with a pump Birdman got that dogfood up in valley park, posted up going dumb Kevin Gates, I remember we was young Strapped up b---h, forty with a drum Yeah, b---h I’m getting it Straight out the North, b---h I come straight out them trenches No handouts, yeah you know I had to get it Know how I’m living, AI YoungBoy I’m the sickest [Hook/Chorus] Feds got us on they billboards “got us on they billboards” But you know that I ain’t going for it “you know that I ain’t going for it” I stay hidden from the radar “hidden from the radar” Hundred tint in them foreign cars “ayy” [Verse 2] They ain’t believe that I did it Was running and jumping them fences Forty Glock in my britches Tell that n---a he can get it They ain’t believe that I did it Was running and jumping them fences Forty Glock in my britches Tell that n---a he can get it Tall gall, stand tall, had to turn my phone off Pray to living god that I never ever fall off Really going in, I’m headed for the (?) Missed call, call log, had to turn my phone off Diamonds in my teeth and you knowing I eat you outs F--k you real good, yeah you knowing what I’m really ’bout Scuffed real good, yeah you know we could fight it outs Strapped up good, what you mean, we could shoot it out Dumb, ayy, hold up Dumb, ayy, hold up Dumb, ayy, hold up Dumb, ayy, hold up [Hook/Chorus] Feds got us on they billboards “got us on they billboards” But you know that I ain’t going for it “you know that I ain’t going for it” I stay hidden from the radar “hidden from the radar” Hundred tint in them foreign cars “ayy” Yeah, b---h I’m getting it Straight out the North, b---h I come straight out them trenches No handouts, yeah you know I had to get it Know how I’m living, AI YoungBoy I’m the sickest