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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Vocals
Brandobeatz
Programming
Jason Goldberg
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kentrell Gaulden
Songwriter
LaBrandon M. Robertson
Songwriter
Jason Goldberg
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Brandobeatz
Producer
Jason Goldberg
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Say, Brando, what it's hittin' for?
Lil' bro, my soul tired
Don't wan' cry, but, I'm hurtin' inside
Why I got to fake my smile, or she can't see that I'm tryin'?
Perc' ten, grindin', I'm puttin' work in
She know I ain't perfect, but she know that I'm worth it, oh, oh, oh
What that talkin' do? Make us load up, puttin' down your crew
Lil' bro' rollin', pistol totin', but, we both focused, I'm loaded too
Got a chick who feelin' me and to get me gon' fuck the crew
If it go down, just hope we first for to let it off before it boom
I see they tryna strategize
They could re-design, still all gon' die
Better tell 'em people child, don't choose sides
Ain't no name on them choppers, bullets flyin'
Fuck around and get yo' soul relocated
These pussy ass niggas pissed off that I made it
I want the money, diamonds, and all of the pearls
Fast cars, bad women, keep on spinnin' the world (oh, I)
Don't get inside of the car if not a pipe inside (oh, I)
They know Lil Top get active, I ain't never lie
You wan' play 'round with my heart
'Cause you know that I love you
If I ain't love you from the start
Will the bitches up and thug you?
Tell me, fuck me, I tell you, fuck you
Don't know why the fuck you touch me
Bitch, I ain't touch you
Look, I don't wan' fight, lay down tonight, you made my pain go away
Like you ain't got sit there repeatin' like I ain't hear a thing you say
So bae, you wan' be 4KTrey?
But leave that 'lone, that shit for lames, that's what I tell her
But I know she know I'm dangerous, that's a shame
I went bought the bitch a chain
I went bought the bitch a ring
Up inside of this right here, the bitch was straight before she came
Tryna let my pain pass over, I been standin' in the rain
Got nothin' to claim, fightin' for a title, still ain't claim
Lil' bro, my soul tired
Don't wan' cry, but, I'm hurtin' inside
Why I got to fake my smile, or she can't see that I'm tryin'?
Perc' ten, grindin', I'm puttin' work in
She know I ain't perfect, but she know that I'm worth it, oh, oh, oh
I want the money, and the diamonds, and all of the pearls
Fast cars, bad women, keep on spinnin' the world (oh, I)
Don't get inside of the car if not a pipe inside (oh, I)
They know Lil Top get active, I ain't never lie
Writer(s): Kentrell Gaulden, Jason Goldberg, Labrandon Robertson
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