Testo Sneaking - YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Testo della canzone Sneaking (YoungBoy Never Broke Again), tratta dall'album I Just Got A Lot On My Shoulders
Al Geno on the Track, uh, uh (Top baby)
Uh, uh, look
Told my bitch wake up, get naked
I wanna see some shit that's sexy
Flew my momma out from Texas
For to co-sign her with this message
And to shoot a video, I let go that groupie hoe
Fucking on her in my home, I was doing that shit too long
And this coat gon match my outfit
It's all green it ain't no chrome
This four five could stop a motor
Picture if it hit your dome
I'm inside this bitch with lean
She ain't wanna leave me alone
With a two, two, three I don't need no aim
I'm just gon wave it around
I'm so up and getting so fucked up
I stand up and sit back down
Everything it be unlimited
She know that when she around
I'm so real I done flood this bitch she ain't gotta hold me down
Her sisters fake, still to this day
I ain't letting them hoes never come around
Baby I'll pop a pill and feel I should
I should give a whole milly to my hood
I done made it out the streets, bitch I'm good
Nigga try take something from me I wish you would
Doped up, but honestly couldn't shake this shit for nothing
I done seen the truth, in plenty things, I'm sticking with who love it
Don't do no clubbing you a dummy, get that money boy
I catch you coming out that bitch and then I slump the boy
I'm gon whoop this open charge
I can't let go of these rods
Talking thirty million large
Pussy bitch check my garage
Split some shit, I'll call Ten
Them hittas, they ain't never far
ChoppaBoy and Skully in Utah, they'll tear up all your car
Lil Dump'll burn up all ya house
Trying wetting ya up while running out
You know YoungBoy, I take it far
Still dealing with this frozen heart
I done came a long way, far distance, moved out from the North
Still claiming I'm that boy
Not admitting that I ain't never start
And this coat gon match my outfit
It's all green it ain't no chrome
This four five could stop a motor
Picture if it hit your dome
I'm inside this bitch with lean
She ain't wanna leave me alone
With a two, two, three I don't need no aim
I'm just gon wave it around
I'm so up and getting so fucked up
I stand up and sit back down
Everything it be unlimited
She know that when she around
I'm so real I done flood this bitch she ain't gotta hold me down
Her sisters fake, still to this day
I ain't letting them hoes never come around
Baby I'll pop a pill and feel I should
I should give a whole milly to my hood
I done made it out the streets, bitch I'm good
Nigga try take something from me I wish you would
Doped up, but honestly couldn't shake this shit for nothing
I done seen the truth, in plenty things, I'm sticking with who love it
Don't do no clubbing you a dummy, get that money boy
I catch you coming out that bitch and then I slump the boy
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Writer(s): Kentrell Gaulden, Gene Hixon
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