I Hate YoungBoy (Explicit) - Youngboy Never Broke Again

Lyrics by：Jason Goldberg/Kentrell Gaulden

Say 10

Let's hear this **** Rell

Hah hah

Horrid run it up

Lil Top

**** playin' up ayy let's go

N***a yeah

YoungBoy they gon' kill you you better stop dissin' them

Tell them n***as **** 'em and they know that I ain't scared of them

Scared of them

How you talkin' **** when nothin' ain't died about your cousin'nem

Cousin hah hah

Quando got no filter and he say that they ain't gon' **** wit' him

Clean up on aisle O

O O

Youngin let that chop blow

And my brother let that stick blow

Stick blow

N***a know that's my smoke

My smoke

He called me a ***** that's India that be yo' ho

Yo' ho

Posted with that stick like Indians they want my soul

Post about it ***** I got like thirty mill' my mind gone

Yeah yeah

And I'm gon' be rich inside my casket once my time gone

I'm bumpin' Wooski turnt up with some groupies while at my home

Why he drop that wack-a*s song

P***y ***** you should've known

Should've known

My daddy tell me Leave it 'lone but I'm like Man **** them n***as

Used to **** with Gucci 'til I seen he like them p***y n***as

*****

Mama know I'm ruthless talkin' stupid make me bust a n***a

Bust it

They know I'm on house arrest so they feel like they official

Yeah yeah

***** I'll kill you then I take your whistle

God know I don't like you n***as

Yeah yeah

Feds wanna lock a n***a up 'cause he tote baby missiles

Baby

***** don't bring my baby mama up she richer than your n***as

Rich

Every n***a did a feature with you slime out to get 'em

Set 'em up then point a n***a field goal Romo

Know I keep that nine with me you can act like that you don't know

Don't know

Baby with 'em 4PF four poles firin'

Grr-grr

Want me for to die

Tell that p***y Cross the line

Come cross the line

Ain't got no ****in' mind tell 'em Free Baba that's my evil twin

My twin

Youngin bouncin' on his tippy-toes when he creepin' in

Creepin' in

He get d**g tested but still on d**e prescription came in

Came in

I be turnt up with my baby mamas I ain't got no ****in' friends

Hah hah bow bow

He got Rolls my McLaren he got Maybach and Range Rover

Yeah bow bow

He got Bentley GT Redeye it's black coated

Yeah

Slidin' in a Tesla

Yeah

And he got that yay on him

P***y n***a dissin' me mad about his dead homie

N***a I'm a real Blood

Blood

And I'm screamin' Blatt

Blatt

I get free they know where I'm at I'm posted 'cross that trap

Cross that

Starr don't wanna drop my son off know somebody might get whacked

Whacked

Board the jet you know I'm flyin' off I land I'm smokin' thrax

Where you at

Yo' security they get bust at too

Get bust at

I don't give no **** about this rap **** I'll bust at you

I'll bust at you

Your daddy hit the feds **** that n***a he a ***** too

He a *****

Tell him sit on side your cousin mama while that ***** grieve too

Hah hah

And that lil' ***** she say 4L huh

I say Heads or tails slime

Tell 'em Kill YoungBoy all of y'all gon' ****in' fail hah

Woah

Let me check my mail five fifteen mills just for the slime

Woah

Stomp him in his ****in' face I left him with my Nike sign

Yeah yeah yeah

Free Lil Meechy off the line n***as know I'm big slime

Big slime

Win or lose no draw n***a them boys know I'm 'bout mine

'Bout mine

Don't know nothin' but slang iron ain't respondin' no more

I just wanna make the ***** go he way from the go

Ha-ha

You know where I stay don't let me find your home

Don't let me find you **** you

They don't let me see my daughter from the time I'm on

***** boom boom

Hear that blicky sound that's the Dada tone

Feel like Boosie don't even like me ***** don't call my phone

**** you

Tell Apple I said **** 'em they promote his song

Say 10 **** you

They be hatin' on Tim and Quando they act like they wrong

**** you

YouTube streamers they be d**k-ridin' don't react no more

Horrid run it up **** you

You **** with them don't **** with me and that's just how that go

How that go

When I release this pure drop that be pure d**e

Pure d**e

Chinese Kitty don't wanna be my girl she like them folks

Them

Mama told me for to take my Ritalin and I said No

No No

Sarah Snyder always think I'm trippin' 'cause I'm real slow

Real ****in' slow

Hold on I ain't ra I ain't I ain't rappin' Jason

Hold on hah hah

I'm really just I'm really just lettin' these n***as know it's **** them

I don't need them ****

You heard me

These *****-a*s n***as act like they scared to die

Hah

YoungBoy I been thuggin' I been slime I ain't scared to die

**** them n***as **** 'em

I don't **** with CC but my oldest brother Crip

Crip

I be on DC DC Marvel that be him

That be him

I be on repeat waitin' on them just for to trip

Ha

**** the whole industry they know don't try to get at him

Hah yeah it's 4KTrey Nawfside 38 n***a free DDawg

**** the whole industry they know don't try to get at him

We put guns to the face *****-a*s n***a how you wan' do it

You already know what I say n***a who gon' die today

*****-a*s n***a we put guns to the face you heard me

Them *****-a*s man these *****-a*s n***as act like they don't like YoungBoy

I guarantee you can't say not one thing YoungBoy did to these ho-a*s n***as

These *****-a*s n***as be hatin' you heard me

I ain't trippin' these ****-a*s n***as

These ****-a*s n***as gon' catch it you heard me

They gon' catch it

These gon' catch everything a n***a throw at them believe that

You heard me

This slime **** you hear me

Big 5 you hear me

We gon' bang for life n***a how you wanna do it for

Yeah

And I don't **** with you n***as believe that

YoungBoy they gon' kill you you better stop dissin' them

Tell them n***as **** 'em man they know that I ain't scared of them

How you talkin' **** when nothin' ain't died about your cousin nem

Quando got no filter yeah he say that they ain't gon' **** wit' him