Forgiato - YoungBoy Never Broke Again

What you on 4?

You already know nigga, we tote big Glocks, be like

Pulled up and I was stuntin' on Forgiato wheels

They ain’t even have to question 'cause they knowin' who it is

Probably got my son up in this bitch a dirty stick I’m full of pills

Or you can run and talk that shit you gon' get stretched before this year end

Ok pop a ten, free Lil Ten, killin'

That’s where I’m at right in that north where I’m known as murder man

Ok my mama told me pop my shit and do my dance, I did

Dirty stick while I’m in this bitch on six xans

This for my grandfather, I told him I’ll never mess up, no

He tell me keep my burner on me, make sure my money long

Heart hurtin' bad, thinking bout Ten, know coming home

Phat Black been in and out, got a new case, just want me to get it gone

This for my system niggas, I ain’t see Natty in a minute

Over seven times never seen my shooter

Real gravedigger, contract business

Tell 'em I’ll zip them niggas

Hanging out that escelator with that Ruger

Talking to my momma 'bout what they claimin', while she saying, «Fuck 'em tell the bitch to prove it»

Don Dada, boss man, they don’t wanna do it (They don’t wanna do it)

Hanging out the window, I ain’t even tuck my chain

Like yeah, bitch how you wanna do it?

Pulled up and I was stuntin' on Forgiato wheels

They ain’t even have to question 'cause they knowin' who it is

Probably got my son up in this bitch a dirty stick I’m full of pills

Or you can run and talk that shit you gon' get stretched before this year end

Ok pop a ten, free Lil Ten, killin'

That’s where I’m at right in that north where I’m known as murder man

Ok my mama told me pop my shit and do my dance, I did

Dirty stick while I’m in this bitch on six xans

Marble floors and then I got hoes

Rap nigga want me dead, I’ma take the nigga soul

Reppin' off of one body, Top got over seven gone

Once that nigga add three, then I’m gon' start counting on my toes

Pulled up and I was stuntin' on Forgiato wheels

They ain’t even have to question 'cause they knowin' who it is

Probably got my son up in this bitch a dirty stick I’m full of pills

Or you can run and talk that shit you gon' get stretched before this year end

Ok pop a ten, free Lil Ten, killin'

That’s where I’m at right in that north where I’m known as murder man

Ok my mama told me pop my shit and do my dance, I did

Dirty stick while I’m in this bitch on six xans

In and out the chains, swear they don’t know my pain

I don’t know who tryin' to give me a win, when I like sleep with my shine

I check shit off the line I don’t do no runnin' bitch I run that game Step with

niggas in the dawn from guardin' that lane gettin full of pure cocaine

He’ll nose sniff and he won’t lose his veins doped up 'fore he swang that thing

Evacuate, hoe set that claim (Hold on, nigga, hold on, hold on) Bitch I’m Lil'

Diddy and that shottie got some kick and I think that’s too strong

Colby and that bitch had gotta stick, can’t hide in that bitch too long

Marble floors and then I got hoes

Rap nigga want me dead, I’ma take the nigga soul

Reppin' off of one body, Top got over seven gone

Once that nigga add three, then I’m gon' start counting on my toes

Always on slime business (slime business)

Matter fact I need some slime hoes (Come on)

I run with gravediggers, pallbearers, knock em off after them youngins wet up

the funeral

In the streets you got beef

You been stalking for to bust his dome

Catch you then you gone, in the ground

That same nigga your casket gon' be laying around