In Control Lyrics - Youngboy Never Broke Again

I need to talk to Mike Laury 

This is Mike Laury 

Dubba-AA flexin' 

Mommy, India got them beats 

SK's, machine guns, it's two of us with four nines 

Trippin' off no broke nigga, that fuck nigga get blowed down 

Ridin' 'round with them sticks, nigga, these bitch niggas get rolled down 

You wasn't never with the shit, nigga, we'll slide on em, they know it now 

This is the sound 

Pull up with them poles, nigga froze and get shot down 

YoungBoy in control, niggas know I blow your block down 

He was with his bros talkin' bold, but he not now (Fuck that) 

You want some fame, we got them glizzies, get you hot now 

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Money on your head, I get your bankrolled 

I'll whack your mammy and your daddy if you ain't know 

She actin' classy, throw some money on a stank ho 

I pull up actin' with that ratchet in my raincoat 

Whip out that Glock, get out your top and get your brain blowed 

We got them Hellcats but we dippin' in Durangos 

Go with your move, we pop your ass and get your name known 

And that's a fact, that nigga mad because his mans gone 

I just rolled me up an opp, I get my "Bang" on 

You bitches don't want war with us, Jay, this the same song 

These niggas lyin', they scared to ride, well my gang wrong 

Hop out the back and spray this bitch without no aim on, hold on 

AK, machine guns, 50 Glocks, they big as hell 

Fuck niggas get banged on, scary ass, they run and tell 

Hoppin' out with my chains on, bitch nigga, don't tuck no tail 

YoungBoy that top nigga, bitch nigga, don't say Kentrell 

SK's, machine guns, it's two of us with four nines 

Trippin' off no broke nigga, that fuck nigga get blowed down 

Ridin' 'round with them sticks, nigga, these bitch niggas get rolled down 

You wasn't never with the shit, nigga, we'll slide on em, they know it now 

Pull up with them poles, nigga froze and get shot down 

YoungBoy in control, niggas know I blow your block down 

He was with his bros talkin' bold, but he not now (Fuck that) 

You want some fame, we got them glizzies, get you hot now 

When I was in jail, I was with Nadi on the line, nigga 

He say he want him gone, we check him off 'cause he wasn't slime, nigga 

Laid inside my bunk, I slept with murder on my mind, nigga 

I'ma knock them niggas off like back-to-back, bitch, when it's time, nigga 

Bitch, it's homicide when it's time to ride, all you niggas dyin' 

Them bullets flyin', niggas go to droppin' with no fuckin' sign 

Whip down, go to bustin', make you piss your pants, that's lemon-lime 

Should've known that it get ugly when it's up but ain't no fuckin' hidin' 

AK, machine guns, 50 Glocks, they big as hell 

Fuck niggas get banged on, scary ass, they run and tell 

Hoppin' out with my chains on, bitch nigga, don't tuck no tail 

YoungBoy that top nigga, bitch nigga, don't say Kentrell 

SK's, machine guns, it's two of us with four nines 

Trippin' off no broke nigga, that fuck nigga get blowed down 

Ridin' 'round with them sticks, nigga, these bitch niggas get rolled down 

You wasn't never with the shit, nigga, we'll slide on em, they know it now 

Pull up with them poles, nigga froze and get shot down 

YoungBoy in control, niggas know I blow your block down 

He was with his bros talkin' bold, but he not now (Fuck that) 

You want some fame, we got them glizzies, get you hot now 

Straight gang shit, no lame shit, you know what it is 

Play games, get your brain split, bitch 

Yeah, 4KTrey, yeah 

This is the sound 

Ain't nobody safe 

Outside thugs, we put guns to the face 

Who gon' die today? 

Slime, nigga