- Knocked Off 歌词 YoungBoy Never Broke Again
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- YoungBoy Never Broke Again Knocked Off 歌词
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TayTay made the beat Ayy, f*ck all you n*ggas, yeah Yeah, free Choppa Boy (You know the don dada, yeah) We step on anything, and still steppin', n*gga (Look) Went to the bank, I left with fifty in my pocket, n*gga Gang, I been tryna leave 'em blank, this on your noggin, n*gga I got juveniles who steppin', totin' on dirty pistols, yeah All my n*ggas out here spinnin', tryna leave a n*gga dead F*ck n*gga, what you said? We puttin' you to sleep in your bed On the bottom the nine, I just put a beam, everything be infrared Talk like Top, get on these meds Get out your top, we bust your head Catch him bad, hop out and spray Jump out and we slumped his ass They can't run, we on they ass I'm like who want beef? Just show me somethin' I got killers on Front Street and we ain't runnin' How I come through, shawty, she don't want no other Pull up and we thuggin', buckin', clutchin' on them cutters He say he want smoke with me We gon' get him knocked off These b*tch n*ggas don't wan' rock with me My brothers blow your block down Travel for that price just like a Greyhound I don't want you, I got cake now You wasn't loyal, you couldn't stay down I don't want you in my way now Can't help you see I'm rich, yeah Say the wrong thing and you bent We got FN's and Glock 10s, ten millimeter YoungBoy hot and I done broke the meter All this money got me blind, I don't know these people, yeah She wan' be with me, I just won't date her, won't date her, go She wan' talk, girl, I don't have no data, no data, no I stay with that sword just like Darth Vader, Darth Vader, woah B*tch, I keep that stick, but don't play pool, I let it blow I just tried to kill another n*gga the other day I just got another half a million up in my bank P*ssy n*gga, we ain't never slippin', b*tch, what you think? I got rifles, Dracos, and pistols, blow up a tank On my lil' boy, n*gga I'm like who want beef? Just show me somethin' I got killers on Front Street and we ain't runnin' How I come through, shawty, she don't want no other Pull up and we thuggin', buckin', clutchin' on them cutters He say he want smoke with me We gon' get him knocked off These b*tch n*ggas don't wan' rock with me My brothers blow your block down Travel for that price just like a Greyhound I don't want you, I got cake now You wasn't loyal, you couldn't stay down I don't want you in my way now Who made this sh*t? TayTay made the beat
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