Murda Business (Explicit) - Youngboy Never Broke Again

Lyrics by：Kentrell Gaulden/India Williams/Gregory Sanders

I got Hitman on the beat

Mommy India got the beats

What you wanna do somethin'

Tryna put some s**t to bed now

Whip out hop out with Glocks

And we be aiming at your head huh

B***h y'all wan' do something

Lil Top like to see red huh

You wan' f**k 'round with the don dada

We gon' red dot him we gon' bedrock him

I'ma heart-stop him

With this killin' s**t I'm the murder doctor

I got one chopper for his nine partners

When I finish whole city heard about 'em

Ridin' four deep 'round where they be

In the back seat with a dirty chopper

Screamin' f**k the law we gon' kill about it

F**k the music n***a know we drill about it

I'll use it n***a know this 40 on me

I'm a real Blood get rid of homie

Kill that b***h make the critics pay him homage

Make them killers drive when he say he want it

At his trap spot we gon' creep up on him

Oh you chose somewhere scared now

Talibans all where that lead found

He was wrong why he left him dead huh

Lil Top I'm too ahead now

Inside my scope your head found

Demon s**t illiterate

Sip d**e that's not prescribed from out of styrofoams

YoungBoy like to blaze no hand grenades we get your head blown

Reaper s**t this Draco on me

B***h I could cook just work this trap phone

Blackberry confirm s**t I can get his back blown

Four-five this Herm s**t but you know my bag strong

You slime enough to f**k a n***a you slime to bring a bag home

I told you not to trust these n***as b***h you know you dead wrong

On that lean you would think I popped a bean I don't turn down

Killin' scene blood on my Soldier Rees somethin' got burnt down

Switched RPs and the Ks turned to machines I'm like "Who playin' now"

I'm flexin'

Lay the whole clan down

How you want it

Leave him with his pants down

Murder business hold on murder business

Chopsticks kill a witness

Down b***h drive while we spinnin'

Let her work the phone tell 'em meet us with it

Murder business hold on murder business

Chopsticks kill a witness

Down b***h drive while we spinnin'

Let her work the phone tell 'em meet us with it

Brrt brrt

Shawty sayin' call back 'cause she found where they stayin'

We gon' leave the phones

Load up she'll take us we'll be scopin' out the scene

Bah bah Jiggaboo stop cappin' you know that headshot was me

We'll f**kin' spin again and see who got good aim

Bro creep down sweep up

Should've had some cleats thug

P***y b***h can't run from us

We gon' chase you down we gon' put you up

YoungBoy AI Lil Top b***h I'm a big thug

You in here then tonight you just might die if you ain't here with us

Man my mama know I'm a demon

I don't give a f**k