"Priorities" lyrics
YoungBoy Never Broke Again Lyrics
"Priorities"
I told bro that I want a lot of hoes and a whole lot of dough on top this table
And I'm finna rerun, sittin' here alone, watchin' the reruns of the Lakers
And I got some real important things, priorities, I can't do you no favors
I bought her some Chrome Heart jeans, now I'm finna put the ho straight at the table
Hey, how are you?
I been ballin' on these suckers, I'm not sorry
I been ballin' on these motherfuckers, ballin'
And she been callin', tryna push up on me often, ooh
I'm in this bitch with lil' Malcolm, hmm
I'm in this bitch with a actress
I'm in this bitch with that drank, huh
I'm in this bitch with that mm, huh
I'm in this bitch with that static
Boss on top of the buildin' (Let's do it)
I'm in this bitch with big Henry
Go to New York on that jet, we done flew it, huh
I'm covered all the way up in chains, I don't see how I'm influenced
I was all the way up in some chains, they won't stop me right now from doin' it, mm
That murder gon' run up and I got they brain, put the— To his noggin and screw in it
They ain't give me no leverage, not even a string, but I got it right now, I been pullin' it
Shawty want me to pop it from all of the lean and I got it right now, I'm full of it
I been very expensive with all of my things
Got that mansion on side with the bull in it
Take the children to the alley and bowl with 'em
With my bro, I'ma turn up with hoes
Out that North, I'ma throw up my 3
And my mama gon' throw up her 4s
YB, hey
I told bro that I want a lot of hoes and a whole lot of dough on top this table
And I'm finna rerun, sittin' here alone, watchin' the reruns of the Lakers
And I got some real important things, priorities, I can't do you no favors
I bought her some Chrome Heart jeans, now I'm finna put the ho straight at the table
Hey, how are you?
I been ballin' on these suckers, I'm not sorry
I been ballin' on these motherfuckers, ballin'
And she been callin', tryna push up on me often
I been ballin' on these suckers and these fools can't touch you
She took off her panties, I say, "Ooh, I love you"
She want me to meet her family, but I'm rude, they won't approve
Leave early and go to fancy, she say, "Ooh"
She like how I'm dabbin' and be on that Helter, that Skelter, that Manson
I'm in black and it's magic like Marilyn
From the slum, I'ma thug with them thugs
Try, I let off a bomb in the club
She just want me to fuck her on drugs
I'ma fuck on lil' shawty, on mud
Beat the block with the chopper, reload it, pop-pop it
Andy Milonakis, I'm holdin' them slugs
I don't give a fuck, we tear that bitch up
Try as you want it, my nigga
'Cause shawty one hundred, she call me her honey, I'm countin' the bond with her
My heart is just genuine, know I'm one hundred, it's causin' a bond with her
We gon' put up our enemies, start a bomb, go to Saddam with 'em
Hey, hey
I told bro that I want a lot of hoes and a whole lot of dough on top this table
And I'm finna rerun, sittin' here alone, watchin' the reruns of the Lakers
And I got some real important things, priorities, I can't do you no favors
I bought her some Chrome Heart jeans, now I'm finna put the ho straight at the table
Hey, how are you?
I been ballin' on these suckers, I'm not sorry
I been ballin' on these motherfuckers, ballin'
And she been callin', tryna push up on me often, ooh
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