Rough Ryder - YoungBoy Never Broke Again

Body bag, toe tag, in the streets, another victim

Juggin' bag, gettin' it on, cold ass bloody nigga

Just another sign, blow his ass, another trace, another record

Just a bitch who talkin' down or another nigga think he fuckin' with me

Dirty game, fuckin' shame, kiss me 'cause she love that nigga

Dirt up on my name, fuck the fame, free DDawg from out the system

Gang gon' stay the same, your friends gon' change, slide with my bro and with

this pistol

Bitch, I keep my thing, I let it bang, don’t play no games, we quick to pin him,

yeah

Pistol packin' in the North, 4Trey stack in the North

I’m down to kill a whole house when my feelings involved

I’m down to push the button on y’all, I give my brothers one call

That’s why I’m singin' all my pain, they plan on tearin' me down

I’m a rough rider, lowlife, made nigga, yeah

I’m a fuckin' problem, thirty pop him, play, we pop his head

You know Top’ll stop 'em, we clear the scene and leave them niggas red

Where I go, them hitters follow

They on my ass, but I know the game that’s played

On top my shit, these pussy niggas hatin', face me, nigga

Ridin' 'round in my Rolls-Royce screamin', «Gang,"I know you hate me, nigga

We gon' forever bang and stay untamed, they tryna break me, nigga

Bitch, I’m twenty, I done spent four million and dropped a half just for the

zipper

Lay your bed, I throw the pillow (Ooh, yeah)

Pallbearer runnin' with the fuckin' gravediggers, yeah

Public figure ridin' with the fuckin' K’s with him

Don’t give a fuck 'bout how I turn out once his mans with him

I’m quick to jump out with my glaow, they gon' slang with him

Pistol packin' in the North, 4Trey stack in the North

I’m down to kill a whole house when my feelings involved

I’m down to push the button on y’all, I give my brothers one call

That’s why I’m singin' all my pain, they plan on tearin' me down

I’m a rough rider, lowlife, made nigga, yeah

I’m a fuckin' problem, thirty pop him, play, we pop his head

You know Top’ll stop 'em, we clear the scene and leave them niggas red

Where I go, them hitters follow, they on my ass, but I know the game that’s

played

Everywhere I pull up, all these hoes, they wanna know where Top is

Motherfuck a show, I dropped my tape, now where my fuckin' guap at?

Soon as I walk up in my show, they tryna see where my Glock at

They know I’m strapped up in this bitch, I shoot, a nigga can’t stop that

I’m 38

I’m a rough rider, lowlife, made nigga, yeah

I’m a fuckin' problem, thirty pop him, play, we pop his head

You know Top’ll stop 'em, we clear the scene and leave them niggas red

Where I go, them hitters follow, they on my ass, but I know the game that’s

played

Body bag, toe tag, in the streets, another victim

Juggin' bag, gettin' it on, cold ass bloody nigga

Just another sign, blow his ass, another trace, another record

Just a bitch who talkin' down or another nigga think he fuckin' with me

Dirty game, fuckin' shame, kiss me 'cause she love that nigga

Dirt up on my name, fuck the fame, free DDawg from out the system

Gang gon' stay the same, your friends gon' change, slide with my bro and with

this pistol

Bitch, I keep my thing, I let it bang, don’t play no games, we quick to pin him