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Slime! Ey!

[Chorus: Never Broke Again]
This for them bitches who thinkin' they real, but really fake
This for them niggas who think that they thuggin', but the ain't
This for them niggas that be trappin' up out the ra-a-ain
I married that choppa you know she wit it
I her my ba-a-ae
These ain't shit, yea, don't know why they hatin' on me
run up that money, I still be stuntin'
Got faced hunnits on me
I'ma keep goin' in and keep on comin'
Lotta on me
I'm chasing that money,
Got a big on me

[Verse 1: Never Broke Again]
I do the dash in the winter, young nigga fly propella (brrr)
DJ Khaled, man I need me one
we do it, do it better
No, I'm not writing no
NBA new
bitches ain't shit, wanna suck on my dick
Right after she fucked my
She raising her voice I battle
She tell me to go out, go
I that I'm losing my stamina
I think I need me a challenger
Back at it again, just me and
Tag teamin' her friend, we her
She me she real but I know that she fake
shorty ain't told me no capping her

[Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke
This for them bitches that's thinkin' they real, but really they
This for them niggas thinkin' that they thuggin', but really the ain't
This for them niggas really be trappin' up out the ra-a-ain
I married that choppa you know she wit it
I call her my
niggas ain't shit, yea, don't know why they hatin' on me
I'ma run up money, I steady be stuntin'
Got blue hunnits on me
I'ma keep goin' in and keep on comin'
faces on me
I'm chasing money, from Monday to Sunday
Got a big on me

[Verse 2: Quando
Too many bands in my bank
A lot of blue hunnits, a amount
Got a brick of some dope, put shit on the boat
it come to the money, we ain't runnin' out
No money buried in Federal
Niggas hate but they on my level though
I swear they nowhere compatible
Smokin' Gelato and sippin' on
I'm a felon, still grippin' the FN, might catch me a ca-a-ase
Pull up to the in a brand new Benz and we leave in a Wra-a-aith
I told all my niggas: "It's no new friends", cause niggas be fa-a-ake
I got out my feelings and got in the bag, 30 racks in a
All of my niggas, they Crippin', they love blue Benji's
I run that check up, I guess that's why they
Everyday I be drippin', these new Balenci's
My made by Louis, my shoes, they Givenchy
My girl like that Gucci but I the Fendi
It's a deuce in my cup, I don't fuck with the
These chains my neck cost a brand new Bent
If you try to come it, get hit with a semi
I want the money, I want
I that bitch cause she look finer
I the Louis, I want the Fendi
I mix Chanel with Givenchy
He cappin' in rap, so no, I sign him
He forgot I was on, man I had to him
I'm not lost in the sauce, everyday I be
Bust down Rollie, timing

[Chorus: YoungBoy Never Broke
This for them bitches who thinkin' they real, but really fake
This for them niggas who think that they thuggin', but really the
This for them niggas that be trappin' up out the ra-a-ain
I that choppa you know that she wit it
I call her my
These ain't shit, yea, don't know why they hatin' on me
run up that money, I still be stuntin'
Got blue hunnits on me
I'ma goin' in and they keep on comin'
Lotta on me
I'm chasing that money, from Monday to
Got a big on me
Slime!