Big Truck - Youngboy Never Broke Again

Lyrics by：Angelo Callari/Brian J Wolf/Craig Michael Scheuring/Jason Goldberg/Kentrell Gaulden

Composed by：Angelo Callari/Brian J Wolf/Craig Michael Scheuring/Jason Goldberg/Kentrell Gaulden

NeilaWorld

Uh

Look

Look

Look

Huh

Huh

Sick of ***** n***as from the city with that rappin'

Huh

They know I make it happen

I ain't rappin'

Uh

Uh

I'm on d**e pack

*****

And I'm actin'

Yeah

He'll diss me

*****

And I smashed him

Pop your top with that

It's up and stashed

It can't sow back together

*****

I do you dirty

Come through swervin' with that black Beretta

Rolling Loud

One million dollar cash

What 'bout Coachella

I want that **** that make you flash 'cause it smoke better

Racks on a n***a

Ho

Racks

I just do it better

Racks

That lil' n***a broke

I put his a*s on top the stretcher

I'll rob you on the second time I met you

*****

Talk 'bout beefin'

When I meet you

Greet you with a blitz

Man

I hate a p***y n***a

Huh

I once had to shoot a p***y n***a

Huh

P***y boy

I see you lookin'

N***a

I had them young n***as in your yard waitin' in your bushes

N***a

Youngin pop out wavin' with the rod and he tryna cook a n***a

I'ma act bad and I'm gon' flash off these dirty jiggas

Get in my feelings 'bout my cousin and we murder n***as

I'ma get him zipped straight off the rip

That's if he swervin' with you

Claim that he red

Know who he is

You got 'em servin' with you

I'm a big truck

What

Roll off them pills inside the field

I cannot slip up

We don't give no *****

N***a play

We tryna kill somethin'

Tryna get my d**k sucked

Tell lil' mama

Let me feel somethin'

I really be doin' them things that them n***as 'personatin'

Them p***y n***as

They ain't 'bout nothin' and they some soldier hatin'

I'll rob you

*****

I'll shoot you

*****

I'll jack you out your paper

Take all my chains off

Jumped in with five

I'm tryna face 'em

I don't trust no *****

No

I know that that ho gon' **** on anybody lit around

Know I'm with that ****

Come from that trench

Pullin' kick doors

They won't let me ball

They wanna see a n***a fall down

Want me to help 'em out or slit my throat because they been broke

Man

I hate a p***y n***a

Huh

I once had to shoot a p***y n***a

Huh

P***y boy

I see you lookin'

N***a

I had them young n***as in your yard waitin' in your bushes

N***a

Youngin pop out wavin' with the rod and he tryna cook a n***a

I'ma act bad and I'm gon' flash off these dirty jiggas

Get in my feelings 'bout my cousin and we murder n***as

I'ma get him zipped straight off the rip

That's if he swervin' with you

Claim that he red

Know who he is

You got 'em servin' with you

I'm a big truck

What

Roll off them pills inside the field

I cannot slip up

We don't give no *****

N***a play

We tryna kill somethin'

Tryna get my d**k sucked

Tell lil' mama

Let me feel somethin'