YoungBoy Never Broke Again Cut Throat
Look here, bitch, ayy I'ma kill your stupid ass, and then I'ma murder them too, you heard me? (Skeeo you crazy) You already know how I get down, I'ma do you dirty (K4 produced it) I got them baby tens and baby sheeps Nigga, and if you see somethin', cut clean, and then it come from 3 Pussy talking 'bout that he gon' murder me How we sprayed the whip and left you stretched out in the street (Bitch) Bitch, I'ma be out that B, know nothin' but keep this shit G Know that you know I zipped that nasty bitch from playin' 'round with me I sit back, saw that's who gettin' in her mind, she was playin' with the slime Murder weapon tore up they whole section, bitch, go catch it now Oh God, I'm so scarred, I'm tryna send a bitch to your front door I'm in my backyard, cutting billy goats by the throat, ooh I heard they tellin' cops on me, no they can't stop nun' I'll have big Junior run down with that choppa, and he pop sumn' You pussy niggas cut from window, I create that hot summer Feinin' for blood, murder my medicine, I'm tryna' rock sumn' Hang out the window, let that .30 burst Im out my mind, I'll have them slimes come and wet up the church These hoes been tryna' take what I done earned You'll get your motherfucking head bust, what you deserve Before my fame me and B spinnin' curbs I got my father on my right, and got the devil on my left I talk to both of em' through the night like"Who wanna put sumn' on a shelf?" all for me And I promise for to glorify your name all through the streets Bitch play with me, I'll leave mama in the street, I'm Murda Man, ahhh, ooh, ooh, ooh This pussy nigga want a song and I just wanna bust his fucking brain, ah, baow, baow-baow-baow, baow, Top, I can't be tamed That be my time after dark, it's gon' go down 'bout my shark That nasty bitch a fan of all my opps, get hit with that saw I'm in a mansion in Los Angeles, I'm pressin' that tar Bro put five holes inside your head soon as they press up your car Mama, the reaper got me, they ain't saw what I done saw Mama, them people on me, they tryna inject my arm Security soon as they hit Gravedigger Mountain ring the alarm Why the fuck Deja left this mountain, knowin' they gon' come? Them niggas know I ain't scared, you better leave lil' Top dead Bitch hit me all in my head, heard what the fuck that I said You in my city bangin' blue, I'm tryna leave your ass red I'll have Blueblack come work that tool, he say he know where you stay I keep a gun like I'm Waun or jack your ass like I'm Guss Bitch, this that fam, I'm screaming, "NBA, " it's murder with us Man, tell them bitches take this off my leg to hit Toys-R-Us Tryna spend a bundle of my money, fix my bond with my son I got them baby tens and baby sheeps Nigga, and if you see somethin', cut clean, and then it come from 3 Pussy talking 'bout that he gon' murder me How we sprayed the whip and left you stretched out in the street (Bitch) Bitch, I'ma be out that B, know nothin' but keep this shit G Know that you know I zipped that nasty bitch from playin' 'round with me I sit back, saw that's who gettin' in her mind, she was playin' with the slime Murder weapon tore up they whole section, bitch, go catch it now Play with me, I'll leave mama in the street, I'm Murda Man, ah, ooh, ooh, ooh This pussy nigga want a song and I just wanna bust his fucking brain, ah, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, Top, I can't be tamed Be spending daylight in dark, it's gon' go down by my heart I said, I'm strictly richly sippin', I don't know shit 'bout no bars They say K2 make me dangerous, I stopped that shit, it was hard I'm clearly thinking, I say, leave that nigga dead in his yard I say, I'm in here with my crazy man, he gon' have them hitters slingin' things All behind his daddy name, bust that nigga fucking brain She'd give a cutter to Kayden too, tryna play me, I fuck over you Them bitches wearing my camo, but can't cut up like a soldier do Remote control that pussy boy, I heard they controlling you Hit that boy up with a combo, cutter kick like Jimmy Lou I don't watch the news, who the fuck is you? I'm having dreams 'bout getting you hit, bitch, I'm gon' murder you, baow Make that pussy cool, please do it cruel That rapper started hating on me, he ain't make it through Your BM, beat that pussy blue, I'd probably sign her too I ain't trusting not a fucking thing, play, see what I do Oh God, I'm so scarred, I'm tryna send a bitch to your front door I'm in my backyard, cutting billy goats by the throat, ooh Bitch, play with me, I'll leave mama in the street, I'm Murda Man, ah, ooh, ooh, ooh This pussy nigga want a song and I just wanna bust his fucking brain, ah, baow, baow, baow, baow, baow, Top, I can't be tamed You heard me? Top, I can't be tamed, nigga (K4 produced it) I get at shit, man, you heard me? I've been plucking 'em back to back Pussy-ass nigga, fuck you (Skeeo you crazy)
