YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Get Right lyrics

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YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Get Right lyrics

[Intro] Yung Lan on the track Get right [Verse 1] Had to zip me a lil n***a, show him I'm official They said I'm p**y, now they tryna play me like a k**er Talk like I'm retarded, I went put them diamonds in my den Money is my army, drop a bag when I get the feelin' Shawty got me in my feelings, I can't get no a** (a**) Tryna' blaze, got a man, I ain't text her back (back) [Pre-Chorus] But she just mad 'cause she sad with no f**in' cash (b**h) I got no cash and she mad 'cause she f**in' sad (let's go) [Chorus] Slim chick, big ol' titties like she Tokyo When we flyin' out of state, they'll make it a show What I tell a n***a when he say he want smoke Yeah we and x-ing though, I walk the pounds out the store [Verse 2] Brick talkin' on the job, short with some old n***as Fo' n***a, four fifty bands with a cold Convicted felon posted in the Nawf with a dirty clip Do that time, he ain't got no mind, quick to show a n***a They said I mastermind the game, they tryna burn me out Bullsh** to that lil n***a that they talk about Benz [?] Benz truck, I'm whippin' out I could see they never thought we make b**hes change their thoughts With my lil m**m, man we pullin' up at any store b**h you must be crazy, I, YoungBoy walk on any hoe Man you get blues, I work their b**hes like a telephone I'm not from Iran, that b**h goes bang, I'ma let it blow Make her touch her legs, one pull up on me, other, head My b**h right here, can't speak on that, I know I do that bad [Pre-Chorus] But she just mad 'cause she sad with no f**in' cash (cash) I got no cash and she mad 'cause she f**in' sad (f**in' sad) [Chorus] Slim chick, big ol' titties like she Tokyo (Jets) When we flyin' out of state, they'll make it a show (bet) What I tell a n***a when he say he want smoke Yeah we and x-ing though, I walk the pounds out the store [Outro] With my lil m**m, man we pullin' up at any store b**h you must be crazy, I, YoungBoy walk on any hoe Man you get blues, I work their b**hes like a telephone I'm not from Iran, that b**h goes bang, I'ma let it blow