Danger Lyrics - Youngboy Never Broke Again

[Intro] 

This for my nigga Whop Bezzy 

Oh my fucking god 

I ain't gon' waste no time on this bitch 

[Chorus] 

Hop out with that cutter, let it bang and knock yo' leg off 

Shoot your gun at me and, bitch, I bet we have a stand off 

Screaming "fuck the judge" until them bitches let my mans out 

Everybody wanna be the same but I'ma stand out 

Brought my niggas in the club and they gon' thug with me 

I just snuck my .40 in this bitch and I'ma thug with it 

Let a nigga sneak me in this club it's gon' be up with it 

Everybody with me full of drugs don't give a fuck with it 

In this bitch with Subbo nigga bring the line out 

Fresh up out that slammer with that hammer out my mind now 

Bitches talking shit like we ain't with it we gon' ride down 

Slide with them cutters it's a must you bitches die now 

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[Verse] 

Bitch, you must ain't hear my niggas, we go back to back 

My brother never worried 'bout that, my nigga, we gon' handle that 

Runnin' from the system with that Glock up in my Gucci sack 

Play and we gon' send them bitches right where Nene Lulu at 

To heaven since he claim that he steppin', that be that murder talk 

Rep it like he killin', pussy bitch, I never heard of y'all 

Fifty-thousand dirt, all of y'all 

On the plane when the police call 

And I won't say a thing, go 'gainst the grain, we gon' burn all of y'all (let's go) 

Bitch, I got a hundred rounds who claim they want it with me, yeah 

I'm with some youngins out the north, they gon' go under with me, yeah 

I'm on my top I'm with the shit, I put that burner on 'em, yeah 

Shoot him in his shit just like the last gorilla, nigga, yeah 

Throwin' slangs, well bitch I caught what you said 

Right there in Dixie, catch you slippin' send them shots where you at 

I know they hating that I'm up so they can't wait til' I'm dead 

Well bitch come get the job done you know we living like that 

Got 50 shots up in the Glock 

This bitch here come out Atlanta 

I let Montana drive the car I with my son in the Phantom 

Them niggas play I'ma clap 'em 

I drop that bag, back to back 'em 

That other boy was talking shit well nigga look what done happened 

[Chorus] 

Hop out with that cutter, let it bang and knock yo' leg off 

Shoot your gun at me and, bitch, I bet we have a stand off 

Screaming "fuck the judge" until them bitches let my mans out 

Everybody wanna be the same but I'ma stand out 

Brought my niggas in the club and they gon' thug with me 

I just snuck my .40 in this bitch and I'ma thug with it 

Let a nigga sneak me in this club it's gon' be up with it 

Everybody with me full of drugs don't give a fuck with it 

In this bitch with Subbo nigga bring the line out 

Fresh up out that slammer with that hammer out my mind now 

Bitches talking shit like we ain't with it we gon' ride now 

Slide with them cutters it's a must you bitches die now