Lyrics NBA Youngboy – Sport Mode

NBA Youngboy – Sport Mode Lyrics
Tourin’, ’22 Honda, it’s a sport
Gettin’ that money baby, hustlin’ like a sport
Mistreat my body, leave my body like its corpse, oh
Look at these girls, they more badder than we were, oh

Shorty a foreign, I turned up my taste
I’m in a foreign, I feel I want race
I keep it goin’, when I need me a break
I’m only one person, so much I can take
I’m not a sponsor, so much I can say
If you wit’ me then you keep it strong
Fuckin’ police, they won’t give me a break
They call me Top, and my a-list the same

I know you got it out for me girl
And you know I got a thing for you too
Baby, it’s a dangerous world
But I know that you’re dangerous too

Know I’m a gangster, as soon as I walk in I don’t talk to nobody
Bringin’ up bodies, I got that shit that’ll blow out your body
How you been bleedin, slow, bitch you know
I got the money and baddest lil bitches inside of my home
This Maison Margiela, got on
It’s so right, I could never be wrong

Tourin’, ’22 Honda, it’s a sport
Gettin’ that money baby, hustlin’ like a sport
Mistreat my body, leave my body like its corpse, oh
Look at these girls, they more badder than we were, oh

Oh, I want you, now you ain’t got to do me like you do
I’m a million dollar nigga, what you want, give it to you (Slime)
I know you lovin’ my fashion, I turn up you too, yea, yea
She for the street, man lil shorty got no home
But you know me, I turn her to a queen
Expensive the diamonds, I’m changin’ the climate
I cover her body in brand new Celine, infinity
Life galore, chemistry, I got a hard history
Everything ain’t ‘bout a dollar, but I come from the bottom
You smellin’ me?

Tourin’, ’22 Honda, it’s a sport
Gettin’ that money baby, hustlin’ like a sport
Mistreat my body, leave my body like its corpse, oh
Look at these girls, they more badder than we were, oh

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