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 mama out from Texas for to co-sign her with this message
And to shoot a video
I let go of that groupie ho
Fuckin' on her in my home
I was doing that shit too long
And this coat gon' match my outfit, it's all grey, it ain't no chrome
This .45 could stop a motor, picture if it hit your dome
I'm inside this bitch with lean, she won't leave me alone
With a .223, I don't need no aim, I'm just gon' wave it around
I'm so up, been gettin' 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 lettin' them hoes never come 'round
Huh, baby, I pop a pill and feel how I should
I should give a whole mill' to my hood
I done made it out the streets, bitch, I'm good
If you try take somethin' from me, I wish you would
Doped up, but honestly, can't shake this shit for nothing
I done seen the truth in plenty things, I'm stickin' with who love it
Don't do no clubbin', you a dummy, get that money, boy
I catch you comin' out that bitch and then I slump you, boy
I'm gon' whoop this open charge, I can't let go of these rods
Talkin' thirty million large, pussy bitch, check my garage
Split some shit, I'll call Ten, them hitters, they ain't never far
ChoppaBoy and Skully in Utah, they tear up all your car
Lil Dump'll burn up all your house
Try wettin' you up while runnin' out
You know YoungBoy, I take it far
Still dealin' with this frozen heart
I done came a long way, far distance, moved out from the North
Still claimin' I'm that boy, not admittin' that I ain't never start
And this coat gon' match my outfit, it's all grey, it ain't no chrome
This .45 could stop a motor, picture if it hit your dome
I'm inside this bitch with lean, she won't leave me alone
With a .223, I don't need no aim, I'm just gon' wave it around
I'm so up, been gettin' 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 lettin' them hoes never come 'round
Huh, baby, I pop a pill and feel how I should
I should give a whole mill' to my hood
I done made it out the streets, bitch, I'm good
If you try take somethin' from me, I wish you would
Doped up, but honestly, can't shake this shit for nothing
I done seen the truth in plenty things, I'm stickin' with who love it
Don't do no clubbin', you a dummy, get that money, boy
I catch you comin' out that bitch and then I slump you, boy
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Writer(s): Kentrell Gaulden, Gene Hixon
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