YoungBoy Never Broke Again – Perspective [Official Audio] Letra, Lyrics:[Chorus]
Blow me a check, get up, get me another one
Walk in the room and these bitches gon’ choose
Don’t wear designer, I still make the news
Carry that bag, wit’ that cash, overload
Fully, tote fullies, I blow on my own
She can’t hold it in, the smoke too strong
Fucked up ‘bout that, lettin’ bro blow out her mind
[Verse 1]
Put on AP, and I wear by the two
Gossipin’ bitch, she can’t hold in the truth
I hit ‘em both from the back, by the two
I flew the bitch on a jet, wit’ her crew
I let ‘em vacation, while cases I’m facin’
I live like barbarian, my life is amazin’
Made and broke bread wit’ my nigga, I cut off the traces
Pay the [], fight the system, no odds in the case, and I go
Identify me wit’ murder detectives
These silly lil niggas, my bank account bigger
Wit’ the slime I was steppin, I shoot out the Chevy
I be fresh as the fuck, wit’ my cup full of medi’
Tell ‘em, “Put up twenty million”, I’m on it, I’m wit’ it
Just say, and I’ll be on the way
Bitch think I’ma fall for her, just cause of her waist
Play the wrong way, throw the drink at her face (Ho, woah)
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[Chorus]
Blow me a check, get up, get me another one
Walk in the room and these bitches gon’ choose
Don’t wear designer, I still make the news
Carry that bag, wit’ that cash, overload
Fully, tote fullies, I blow on my own
She can’t hold it in, the smoke too strong
Fucked up ‘bout that, lettin’ bro blow out her mind
[Verse 2]
She don’t want me, and I changed her perspective
I think my neighbor linked up wit’ detectives
You know these niggas ain’t shit, so be careful
Know that your friend let me fuck if I test her
Get in it, hit it, then blow out the fender
Your ho, she got that good brain like professor
Got her on drank, now she barely can think
For to shake back, she think she can take Alka-Seltzer
Don’t stop it, I keep it goin’ for the better
Skeleton AP, I think that I’m Rich the Kid
Fuck on Nene and I think ‘bout relapsin’
Your highness, you know I’m controllin’ the castle
Count it up backwards, you know that I’m a factor
Fucked her so hard, ‘til she start havin’ ‘tractions
Straight out her top, start poppin’ them capsules
Bought you the watch, cause this bitch here a master
[Chorus]
Blow me a check, get up, get me another one
Walk in the room and these bitches gon’ choose
Don’t wear designer, I still make the news
Carry that bag, wit’ that cash, overload
Fully, tote fullies, I blow on my own
She can’t hold it in, the smoke too strong
Fucked up ‘bout that, lettin’ bro blow out her mind
[Verse 3]
Big coupe, ridin’ and you know them choppas in it too
Tell them niggas that they better chill wit’ that rara
Voice deep when I speak, coated throat off the lean
Clear the scene, let it sing, Skully he gon’ pop out
Flrrrt, in it, let it hit it ‘til you fall out
Goyard phone case for my son
Pretty lil bitch and she look like Milan
I give her fightin’s in the back when she front
[Outro]
Top, big coupe, ridin’ and you know them choppas in it too
Tell them niggas that they better chill wit’ that rara
Better chill wit’ that rara
You know these niggas dyin’
Pretty lil bitch and she look like Milan
I give her fightin’s in the back when she front
They know that I’m takin’ it to another level
Can’t quit it, keep goin’, just for the better
Ain’t quittin’, I’m goin, just for the better
Three hundred thousand dollar Skeleton, plain
Pretty lil bitch and she look like Milan
I give her fightin’s in the back when she front
Tell her to wipe it
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