House Arrest Tingz Lyrics - Youngboy Never Broke Again

[Intro] 

Drum Dummie 

Drum Dummie made the beat and you know he killed it 

Oh, this Drum Dummie who made this beat, huh? 

I ain't flashin', though 

I'm just coolin' right now 

It ain't nobody but me and Hemp in the studio 

And I'm just boolin' 

And, I hope y'all was waitin' to hear from me 

So, I just recorded 

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[Verse 1] 

Real street nigga, I ain't tryna feel no sorrow 

Drive that Maybach like a fuckin' Monte Carlo 

I been tryna find some peace and only God know 

Cross me once, can't call my phone, you get the dial tone 

I been on fleek, I'm poppin' (I'm poppin') 

Not many 'round if you don't know, it helped my pockets (My Pockets) 

And my bro, take that Draco and go wildin' (Blaw, blaw) 

Tryna grow up, don't come in contact with that violence 

Violins should be played, how I'm stylin' 

Comment "Where", she like, "What picture?" That ain't my bitch 

Tired of the Bayou, I want take it out to New York 

And live a high life like a nigga signed with Highbridge 

I flash out and take his head from off his body 

I never once showed you that side, but that's who I'm is 

Hidin' out, I let that 30 spit on College 

If I die right now, just check the stats and see how I did 

I'm a real street nigga, yeah 

I just pulled my radar out and tried to stop a nigga (Where you goin'?) 

I just walked outside my house and almost shot a nigga (Fuck is you doin'?) 

Fuck my ex, I hope my next can prolly top a nigga 

[Chorus] 

Take me to a place I can't imagine (Oh) 

Victim of heartbreak and I'm so damaged (Oh) 

Steppin' in blood, we deep thugs and I can't panic 

Yeah, we knocked him off 

Nigga what? They gotta hand it 

[Verse 2] 

I just took to flowin' on the block and took the top off 

Talkin' out his top, I go by top, I get him knocked off 

See them youngins hoppin' out that Benz, that's some dropouts 

They was hatin', I knocked 'em out my lens, that ain't my fault 

I'm with Hemp, I'm drinkin' on that Hen' like a papa 

[?] drinkin' on that gin, I been goin' off 

Goin' off on all these hoes waitin' on me to fall 

I walk in court, dirty as the fuck with pee up in my drawers 

Bitch, I'm drunker than the fuck, I need some Tylenol 

I go nuts, soon as you buck, I shoot at all of y'all (Blaw, blaw) 

I left therapy with K3 and I sped off 

Talkin' proper as the fuck with my head off 

Talkin' proper as the fuck with my head off 

Been goin' crazy but I can't let my son see it all 

All this love got me damaged, I just want it gone 

If you my friend, let's hit it [?], bitch, take yo' panties off 

[Chorus] 

Take me to a place I can't imagine (Oh) 

Victim of heartbreak and I'm so damaged (Oh) 

Steppin' in blood, we deep thugs and I can't panic 

Yeah, we knocked him off 

Nigga what? They gotta hand it