"Pop Out" lyrics
YoungBoy Never Broke Again Lyrics
A'ight, before we begin
Baby, you know the rules
No phones, don't talk about shit we do in the bedroom
'Cause, ma', you know I got a family
Matter fact, just eat this dick, call me Jeffery Dahmer
Hahaha, YoungBoy, y'all ready? (Gangsta Grillz)
Um, Jason, we here bro, yeah
Fall, mm, know what I'm sayin'
Lost friends, yeah (808 Mafia)
From a cage to the stage and my name, they screamin' loud
From no sleep to no eatin', said, "I gotta make it out"
You love me? Then don't leave, 'cause I need my family now (DJ Drama)
Oh, oh, oh
Got a text and it ain't low (Oh, oh, oh)
Bitch, I grew up jackin' outside that store (Oh, oh, oh)
I been went and tatted all my bros (Oh, oh, oh)
I been lost my patience for a hoe (Oh, oh, YB, have at it)
Pop out, yeah, yeah
All these bitches bad with me and they all tens
And they have their way if they want, they fuck me together
And they know I'll do it, I'll tell 'em, "Just be careful"
They know (Brrt, brrt)
Switch on back bro, Glock, my nigga, we don't fuck with cops (Yeah)
He got dropped, pick up your nigga, what we tell the opps
We wet up blocks, they know we let off shots
Look like they not, but I know that they hurtin'
Yeah, bitch know I ain't playin' for, yeah
Bitches ain't deserve it, spend my everyday time workin'
I got Cartiers on, YoungBoy Steve Urkle
She know I ain't perfect
She just love the way I work it and I love her ass, yeah
Can't dirt it, heard how you try to swerve it
But I ain't no Swiffer than that .30, he crash
I am not to worry, not nervous
These are no Steph Currys, I step with 'em and they both fall
From a cage to the stage and my name, they screamin' loud
From no sleep to no eatin', said, "I gotta make it out"
You love me? Then don't leave, 'cause I need my family now
Oh, oh, oh
Got a text and it ain't low (Oh, oh, oh)
Bitch, I grew up jackin' outside that store (Oh, oh, oh)
I been went and tatted all my bros (Oh, oh, oh)
I been lost my patience for a hoe (Oh, oh)
(Gangsta Grillz)
A'ight listen up
I need everybody to take their cell phones out and put your light on
Light this bitch up
I want to welcome you all to history in the makin'
Oh, yeah
Y'all niggas didn't see this comin'
YB, DJ Drama
C'mon, ma'
You know I got a family
Baby, you know the rules
No phones, don't talk about shit we do in the bedroom
'Cause, ma', you know I got a family
Matter fact, just eat this dick, call me Jeffery Dahmer
Hahaha, YoungBoy, y'all ready? (Gangsta Grillz)
Um, Jason, we here bro, yeah
Fall, mm, know what I'm sayin'
Lost friends, yeah (808 Mafia)
From a cage to the stage and my name, they screamin' loud
From no sleep to no eatin', said, "I gotta make it out"
You love me? Then don't leave, 'cause I need my family now (DJ Drama)
Oh, oh, oh
Got a text and it ain't low (Oh, oh, oh)
Bitch, I grew up jackin' outside that store (Oh, oh, oh)
I been went and tatted all my bros (Oh, oh, oh)
I been lost my patience for a hoe (Oh, oh, YB, have at it)
Pop out, yeah, yeah
All these bitches bad with me and they all tens
And they have their way if they want, they fuck me together
And they know I'll do it, I'll tell 'em, "Just be careful"
They know (Brrt, brrt)
Switch on back bro, Glock, my nigga, we don't fuck with cops (Yeah)
He got dropped, pick up your nigga, what we tell the opps
We wet up blocks, they know we let off shots
Look like they not, but I know that they hurtin'
Yeah, bitch know I ain't playin' for, yeah
Bitches ain't deserve it, spend my everyday time workin'
I got Cartiers on, YoungBoy Steve Urkle
She know I ain't perfect
She just love the way I work it and I love her ass, yeah
Can't dirt it, heard how you try to swerve it
But I ain't no Swiffer than that .30, he crash
I am not to worry, not nervous
These are no Steph Currys, I step with 'em and they both fall
From a cage to the stage and my name, they screamin' loud
From no sleep to no eatin', said, "I gotta make it out"
You love me? Then don't leave, 'cause I need my family now
Oh, oh, oh
Got a text and it ain't low (Oh, oh, oh)
Bitch, I grew up jackin' outside that store (Oh, oh, oh)
I been went and tatted all my bros (Oh, oh, oh)
I been lost my patience for a hoe (Oh, oh)
(Gangsta Grillz)
A'ight listen up
I need everybody to take their cell phones out and put your light on
Light this bitch up
I want to welcome you all to history in the makin'
Oh, yeah
Y'all niggas didn't see this comin'
YB, DJ Drama
C'mon, ma'
You know I got a family
