Youngboy Never Broke Again - Kamikaze (Explicit)

Lyrics by：Kentrell Gaulden、Gregory Sanders Jr、Maurice Polite Jr、Jason Goldberg

I got Hitman on the beat

Havokondabeat *****

Big steppin' no no no no I ain't worried

Yeah man they dyin' on the curb

Yeah they die but I ain't worried look

Look n***as cliquin' up like h*es huh

Pull up and I'm strapped down with a lot of poles

You better have your flag if that's the gang you chose

Let's go

You better hit the gas and get your name unknown

*****

N***a this is a TEC 9

Pew pew fah fah

Pull up at the right time let the window down

Rrah rrah

We gon' bang out we gon' bang out you won't **** with slime

I leave that pain out let your name out put your name online

I say that list that put them bodies straight up in a day

Young n***a look like kamikaze might die to get you murked

Check out my pants check out my shirt

What's tucked up in come with a burst

If they up in we come and search

Next time we spin you gon' get murked

You scared to take your a*s to church

And can't no pastor stop no headshot

Out the window with that red dot shooter sped off

Knocked out that ***** head off

I'm the murder man

Pew pew baow baow

No time for playing this Glock come with a burst

***** try anything

N***a this that Squid Game

***** I make 'em cop out

When you catch him let that six hang

Bet he gon' get knocked off

We gon' bang out we gon' bang out ain't no standing down

We let that stick off from the street while all your family 'round

If you want beef my brothers creep

Fire from the Glock put you to sleep

I'm in the Bayou in the seat

Big slimes petite we wet your feet

We bend your curb ***** play with me

***** they gon' bury you in a week

You know I been ****in' all them streams

I love to hear the chopper speak

N***a this is a TEC 9

Pew pew fah fah

Pull up at the right time let the window down

Rrah rrah

We gon' bang out we gon' bang out you won't **** with slime

I leave that pain out let your name out put your name online

I say that list that put them bodies straight up in a day

Young n***a look like kamikaze might die to get you murked

Check out my pants check out my shirt

What's tucked up in come with a burst

If they up in we come and search

Next time we spin you gon' get murked

And I had to grow up I was talking out the blood

Strapped down in the truck d**ed up *****

Time to shoot up the scene Glock 17 no lemon squeeze and no switch

I'ma make you scream right off the bat I up this Gat' so don't flinch

Can't get this monkey off my back I'm poppin' pills with dopin'

Never gave the world a TEC 9 **** a hater ***** it's my time

Been havin' thoughts on slangin' iron since my big brother Dave died

Certified stepper 'bout mine come off the top with that iron

Up out my mother****in' mind certain they gon' die by my fire

I beat the block 'til I die no sense in growin' I'll keep tryin'

I got my flag I'm throwin' signs behind enemy lines

Control the gas the one who drivin' bang that red he a slime

Got low eyes but still don't try me

I'm strapped and ready right now n***a ah

N***a this is a TEC 9

Pew pew fah fah

Pull up at the right time let the window down

Rrah rrah

We gon' bang out we gon' bang out you won't **** with slime

I leave that pain out let your name out put your name online

I say that list that put them bodies straight up in a day

Young n***a look like kamikaze might die to get you murked

Check out my pants check out my shirt

What's tucked up in come with a burst

If they up in we come and search

Next time we spin you gon' get murked *****

I got Hitman on the beat

Havokondabeat *****