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YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Rough Ryder lyrics

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Rough Ryder by YoungBoy Never Broke Again


[Intro]
(Adam Slide made the beat slide)
(Goddamn, BJ with another one)
[Refrain]
Body bag, toe tag, in the streets, another victim
Juggin’ bag, gettin’ it on, cold ass bloody nigga
Just another sign, blow his ass, another trace, another record
Just a b**ch who talkin’ down or another nigga think he f**kin’ with me
Dirty game, f**kin’ shame, kiss me ’cause she love that nigga
Dirt up on my name, f**k the fame, free DDawg from out the system
Gang gon’ stay the same, your friends gon’ change, slide with my bro and with this pistol
b**ch, I keep my thing, I let it bang, don’t play no games, we quick to peel him, yeah
[Pre-Chorus]
Pistol packin’ in the North, 4Trey stack in the North
I’m down to kill a whole house when my feelings involved
I’m down to push the button on y’all, I give my brothers one call
And while I’m singin’ all my pain, they plan on tearin’ me down
[Chorus]
I’m a rough rider, lowlife, made nigga, yeah
I’m a f**kin’ problem, thirty pop him, play, we pop his head
You know Top’ll stop ’em, we clear the scene and leave these niggas red
Where I go, them hitters follow, they on my ass, but I know the game, let’s play it
[Verse 1]
On top my sh*t, these pussy niggas hatin’, face me, nigga
Ridin’ ’round in my Rolls-Royce screamin’, “Gang,” I know you hate me, nigga
We gon’ forever bang and stay untamed, they tryna break me, nigga
b**ch, I’m twenty, I done spent four million and dropped a half just for to zip ’em
Lay your bed, I throw the pillow (Ooh, yeah)
Pallbearer runnin’ with the f**kin’ gravediggers, yeah
Public figure ridin’ with the f**kin’ K’s with him
Don’t give a f**k ’bout how I turn out once his mans with him
I’m quick to jump out with my gun out, they gon’ slang with him
[Pre-Chorus]
Pistol packin’ in the North, 4Trey stack in the North
I’m down to kill a whole house when my feelings involved
I’m down to push the button on y’all, I give my brothers one call
And while I’m singin’ all my pain, they plan on tearin’ me down
[Chorus]
I’m a rough rider, lowlife, made nigga, yeah
I’m a f**kin’ problem, thirty pop him, play, we pop his head
You know Top’ll stop ’em, we clear the scene and leave these niggas red
Where I go, them hitters follow, they on my ass, but I know the game, let’s play it
[Verse 2]
AI pull up, all these hoes, they wanna know where Top at
Motherf**k a show, I dropped my tape, now where my f**kin’ guap at?
Soon as I walk up in my show, they tryna see where my Glock at
They know I’m strapped up in this b**ch, I shoot and you can’t stop that
I’m thuggin’
[Chorus]
I’m a rough rider, lowlife, made nigga, yeah
I’m a f**kin’ problem, thirty pop him, play, we pop his head
You know Top’ll stop ’em, we clear the scene and leave these niggas red
Where I go, them hitters follow, they on my ass, but I know the game, let’s play it
[Refrain]
Body bag, toe tag, in the streets, another victim
Juggin’ bag, gettin’ it on, cold ass bloody nigga
Just another sign, blow his ass, another trace, another record
Just a b**ch who talkin’ down or another nigga think he f**kin’ with me
Dirty game, f**kin’ shame, kiss me ’cause she love that nigga
Dirt up on my name, f**k the fame, free DDawg from out the system
Gang gon’ stay the same, your friends gon’ change, slide with my bro and with this pistol
b**ch, I keep my thing, I let it bang, don’t play no games, we quick to peel him
[Outro]
XO



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