Knocked Off (Explicit)

Knocked Off (Explicit) - Youngboy Never Broke Again

Knocked Off (Explicit) - Youngboy Never Broke Again

Who made this s**t

TayTay made the beat

Ayy f**k all you n***as yeah

Yeah free Choppa Boy

You know the don dada yeah

We step on anything and still steppin' n***a

Look

Went to the bank

I left with fifty in my pocket n***a

Gang I been tryna leave 'em blank this on your noggin n***a

I got juveniles who steppin'

Totin' on dirty pistols yeah

All my n***as out here spinnin'

Tryna leave a n***a dead

F**k n***a what you said

We puttin' you to sleep in your bed

On the bottom the nine

I just put a beam everything be infrared

Talk like Top get on these meds

Get out your top we bust your head

Catch him bad hop out and spray

Jump out and we slumped his a*s

They can't run we

I'm like who want beef just show me somethin'

I got killers on Front Street and we ain't runnin'

How I come through shawty she don't want no other

Pull up and we thuggin'

Buckin' clutchin' on them cutters

He say he want smoke with me

We gon' get him knocked off

These b***h n***as don't wan' rock with me

My brothers blow your block down

Travel for that price just like a Greyhound

I don't want you I got cake now

You wasn't loyal you couldn't stay down

I don't want you in my way now

Can't help you see I'm rich yeah

Say the wrong thing and you bent

We got FN's and Glock 10s ten millimeter

YoungBoy hot and I done broke the meter

All this money got me blind

I don't know these people yeah

She wan' be with me

I just won't date her won't date her go

She wan' talk girl I don't have no data

No data no

I stay with that sword just like Darth Vader

Darth Vader woah

B***h I keep that stick but don't play pool

I let it blow

I just tried to kill another n***a the other day

I just got another half a million up in my bank

P***y n***a we ain't never slippin'

B***h what you think

I got rifles Dracos and pistols blow up a tank

On my lil' boy n***a

I'm like who want beef just show me somethin'

I got killers on Front Street and we ain't runnin'

How I come through shawty she don't want no other

Pull up and we thuggin' buckin'

Clutchin' on them cutters

He say he want smoke with me

We gon' get him knocked off

These b***h n***as don't wan' rock with me

My brothers blow your block down

Travel for that price just like a Greyhound

I don't want you I got cake now

You wasn't loyal you couldn't stay down

I don't want you in my way now

Who made this s**t

TayTay made the beat