"For You" lyrics
YoungBoy Never Broke Again Lyrics
(Ayy, Blokk, crank it up)
Pick your chopper up, I could show you how to shoot
Put your mask on, me and my niggas 'bout to loot
Oh, I love ya, girl, you the one I wanna do
I buy you Chanel, we get booted on that Toosii
Hooray, hooray, who is you? Master P, that's hooty-hoo
I like red and she like blue, I say, "Baby, SuWoop"
Mama, I'm headed home, in the street, I had to shoot
I did out, me and my crew, In-N-Out, I was buyin' her food
Get a pack, you tryna trap? I could show you what to do
Got no lighter in your cell, I could show you how to create fuel
It ain't too surely 'bout your prayers, it ain't no certain way you should move
Today real is really rare
Who you with, is they with you?
Who you love, do they love you?
Who you for, is they for you?
And who you trust, do they trust you?
If that's your thug, then he come through
If that's your girl, she just for you, nigga
I pull up, but just me and my crew
Kentrell a player, she know that I'm is
Had more head than Jonathan Wigs
Play and I hit at his head with the SIG
Cobain, you know I smoke the cig
Her baby daddy been playin', so I gave her one hundred thousand for to make it okay
I got the world in my hand and I told the bitch that she could have it if she be my bae
I told her it's part of the plan, don't fuck up the plan, just stick with the man
Maybach with the Chanel interior, she could sleep inside, she ain't take no Xan'
Maybach with John Elliott in, hundred million, nigga, I'm a brand
Who you love, do they love you?
Who you for, is they for you?
And who you trust, do they trust you?
If that's your thug, then he come through
If that's your girl, she just for you, nigga
I pull up, but just me and my crew
Pick your chopper up, I could show you how to shoot
Put your mask on, me and my niggas 'bout to loot
Oh, I love ya, girl, you the one I wanna do
I buy you Chanel, we get booted on that Toosii
Hooray, hooray, who is you? Master P, that's hooty-hoo
I like red and she like blue, I say, "Baby, SuWoop"
Mama, I'm headed home, in the street, I had to shoot
I did out, me and my crew, In-N-Out, I was buyin' her food
Get a pack, you tryna trap? I could show you what to do
Got no lighter in your cell, I could show you how to create fuel
It ain't too surely 'bout your prayers, it ain't no certain way you should move
Today real is really rare
Who you with, is they with you?
Who you love, do they love you?
Who you for, is they for you?
And who you trust, do they trust you?
If that's your thug, then he come through
If that's your girl, she just for you, nigga
I pull up, but just me and my crew
Kentrell a player, she know that I'm is
Had more head than Jonathan Wigs
Play and I hit at his head with the SIG
Cobain, you know I smoke the cig
Her baby daddy been playin', so I gave her one hundred thousand for to make it okay
I got the world in my hand and I told the bitch that she could have it if she be my bae
I told her it's part of the plan, don't fuck up the plan, just stick with the man
Maybach with the Chanel interior, she could sleep inside, she ain't take no Xan'
Maybach with John Elliott in, hundred million, nigga, I'm a brand
Who you love, do they love you?
Who you for, is they for you?
And who you trust, do they trust you?
If that's your thug, then he come through
If that's your girl, she just for you, nigga
I pull up, but just me and my crew
